They just started the oxytocin IV. Just. Nothing yet. I've been pseudo-contracting all morning - mildly uncomfortable, but not the Real Thing. The doctor said that the Cervidil had done a good job of ripening the cervix. Bad news: the baby hasn't dropped yet. And I was so sure! Oh well.
The plan now is to let the oxytocin do its thing. If labor happens, great. If not, they'll keep me on oxytocin for 10ish hours and then we'll look seriously at a c-section. The doctor (who I actually really trust) discussed the possibility of waiting and seeing if I go into labor on my own in a few days, but she doesn't think this is a great plan due to my blood pressure and the fact that she thinks the baby is already over 8 lbs. My blood pressure problem won't go away until after the baby is born (and even then likely not for a few weeks) and the baby will only get bigger. Since one of the variables on the table is that the baby hasn't dropped perhaps because it won't fit into my pelvis (I personally think its because the baby is on its own timetable - my mother delivered two 8 lb-ish babies and I'd wager my pelvis is the same or larger), the doctor thinks we'd just be prolonging the inevitable. There is something to be said, though, for letting me go into labor when the baby decides and even if I can't push it out, at least we've respected the baby's timetable. If I've learned nothing else, it's that there is a delicate balancing act in the works here that I may or may not get to control.
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