The PTSD after his birth was bad. It didn't kick in until I got home. I questioned if he was really mine or if they switched him with another baby. Even thought everyone said he looked identical to Anberlin, I couldn't see it. I had nightmares that he was a twin and would wake up in a panic desperately searching for her, in tears. I'd see Asher beside me, and wouldn't comprehend that HE was my baby. I'd search everywhere for his "twin sister" before breaking out in tears and realizing, about 20 minutes later, that I had one baby, not two, and he was a boy, not a girl. I thought I had recovered but the closer I get, it seems to be triggering off fears and apprehensions again.
I'm thinking about scheduling for the day after my due date, but if I go into labour beforehand, I'll try for a VBAC, and the first sign of anything going downhill, or fetal distress, let's not wait like last time, but just wheel me over and take her out. My next appointment is in 10 days so I'm going to pass it by my OB and see what she thinks.