I've been off the MDC grid for a while, just trying to sprint to the finish line at work (last day was Friday).
I just read all your fascinating updates.
As for me, I've just officially been transferred from my team of midwives to the care of whatever OB is on call at the hospital when I go into labour. This is on account of having a placenta that is 2mm (yes, 2 mm) into the "iffy" zone near the cervix.
The BRUTAL part is that I had worked out a proposal that the first OB seemed pretty much OK with, which was that I would labour at the hospital on account of the slightly elevated risk, but that my midwife would remain in charge unless or until there was a sign of a problem, at which point I would be transferred instantly to the OB on call. Win-win, I figured.
But the OB today who was aksed to give her opinion as a back-up to the first OB just didn't like it and said no. End of story. I was bitchy and fesity and challenged her to give me a good reason not to go with the prior plan (there's precedent for it in Quebec) and she really couldn't.
It boils down to liability, politics and ego. Basically she doesn't think anyone but an OB is smart enough to determine what constitutes too much bleeding in labour, I guess.
She actually said, "Looking at everything, I think you're probably going to be fine to deliver vaginally but we're going to treat you as if you will need a c-section." Ah... right. That's what I just love about you OBs! Let's plan for a problem and see evidence of one even when it's not there!
I'm struggling so hard to accept that one 32-year-old OB's opinion is now my fate. God help me when I go into labour.... It all comes down to luck of the draw: which OB is on call and how trigger-happy are they?
It's everything I didn't want. I had a homebirth beautifully planned out. So disappointing to have to birth in a hospital, and now under the care of a random OB.
OK - that's my rant. Thanks for listening. I'm going to spend my energy now on changing my point of view so that I can get back to a peaceful place. There's no point stewing in anger, and I don't want baby to stew in it, either.
BTW -- am 38 weeks and 1 day. Seeing small signs of the forward march to the big day, but nothing is too imminent, I don't think.