The OB who was all doom and gloom on me is, thankfully, not my primary OB, though my fear is that my OB accepts his advice, since it was my OB who sent me to see him. As far as I can tell, OBs get twitchy at VBACs, and they get twitchy at diabetics, so, being both, I would probably send some OBs into seizures. What I've read on the subject is that there is a greater risk of stillbirth in mothers with diabetes who go past dates due to premature aging of the placenta. And then, there is the usual concern of the too big baby, coupled with the fear of uterine rupture, and they won't induce me, and don't want me to go post dates. I'M not afraid, so I'm hoping my OB will take my cue. I figure, though, that they're likely to have me doing bi-weekly NSTs and, if those are okay, my sugars are okay, and my kick counts are okay, he can take his concerns and shove them.
My mom also gave me serious grief, last night, about refusing to tell her the sex of my baby. She called me all kinds of names and told me that I was sick for playing games with her. (My mom has serious mental health issues, so I should have known better than to share the photo of the baby when I knew she was going to ask). I told her that this was my daughter's secret, and it is going to be my daughter's prerogative whether she tells or not (which I'm sure she'll be more than happy to do, but she was already in bed when I finally got around to taking a picture of the printout and sending it) and whether she's told me or not is irrelevant. It got under my skin, this morning, and I spent an inconsolable half hour in the shower, bawling, because my mother is the sort of manipulative narcissist who is not above stooping to name-calling and emotional blackmail to get what she wants. Graar.
Melany, I, too, would be angry, if this were my child. The teacher should know that shaming him will only make matters worse, but, having been frustrated with my daughter's own inability to get up and deal with her bladder and/or bowel, because she is too busy, or doesn't recognize the signs, I can understand her frustration. However, she is a teacher, an authority figure, and she should know better than to let her frustration get the better of her. Sounds like your brother needs a swift kick in the pants, too. Hopefully, your birth will open his eyes to the possibility. A 50% c-section rate is outrageous. I don't care how many of those are "high risk" cases. That's still way too high.
Beantown, congrats on the job. I'm sorry the OB dropped you. Trust in yourself and your midwife, though. Having an OB in the event of transfer can make transfer easier, but sometimes, they're just not worth the hassle. ;)