Sunday, December 19, 2010

Full Term

Dear Baby,

When do I get to meet you??  Back when we were first aware of your existence, I had figured that by now I would already have you in my arms, as your sister was born two weeks ago at this time.  But you are different, aren't you?  ...Maybe even a little stubborn?  On Thursday, I got to see an ultrasound of you, head up, as expected, and you looked very comfortable, sucking on your little fingers.  I don't think you have any plans of turning booty-up, as you looked quite content... but I can pray!

Well, as of Friday, I am 37 weeks pregnant.   That's officially full-term!  I never thought  I would make it this far, but here we are.  So seriously, when do I get to finally hold you in my arms?  Your dad's birthday is on Monday, so it would be nice if you let him have his own day.  But other than that, I would honestly love it if you came soon so that we could take you and sissy to grandma and grandpa's for Christmas!

The cesarean has been scheduled for the 29th at noon, but you don't have to wait that long, baby boy!  Come out and meet your loving family; we're waiting...

Love,
Mama

37 weeks

Monday, December 13, 2010

Sorta bummed

Dear Baby,

This morning we went to the hospital in attempt to get you turned from breech to vertex.  This procedure is called an external version.  Unfortunately, the process was unsuccessful.  As it turns out, you are sitting so low in my uterus, that your little feet and butt are stuck under my pelvis.  In other words, you ain't budgin'!

To be honest, sweet boy, I'm a bit disappointed.  What this means is that I have to have cesarean section (surgery) in order to deliver you.  I really wanted to go through natural child birth instead.  I know it's not the end of the world for me, and this is the absolute safest option for you, so there is no question that I will do it, and willingly... but it still doesn't change the fact that I wish it could have been different.

Requiring a c-section with my history of fast and early labor is also a little nerve-wracking.  We have scheduled a planned c-section for December 30th, when I'm 39 weeks, but I would be surprised if you last that long.  What is more likely to happen is that I will go into labor and have to rush off to the hospital for an emergency c-section.  This reality stresses me out a little, but I am trying to prepare myself for the unexpected.

I'm sorry I won't get to hold you the moment you enter the world, little one.  That is unfortunately one of the stipulations of undergoing a c-section.  But I still cannot wait to meet you, hold you, and cuddle you, and I am at least grateful that I now know what to anticipate for your arrival.

Ready for anything...
Love,
Mama

36 weeks

Monday, December 6, 2010

A Little Scare

Dear Baby,

You gave us a bit of scare last night, little fella!  We thought maybe we were going to meet you already.  Last night, I went into false labor, and we had to go to the hospital.  While, we did find that I probably wasn't ready to deliver, we also discovered something that we weren't expecting: you are breech.  Ugh.

To be honest, baby boy, I'm a bit bummed about this.  I want to be able to deliver you vaginally, but if you don't turn around, we have to do a c-section.  I know that this won't be the end of the world if it happens, but personally, I would just rather avoid the surgery.

So, your daddy and I are praying about whether or not to go to the doctor and perform what they call an external version.  The doctor would physically try to move you from outside my womb.  There are a few minor risks involved, but we think it may be best, as they can preform a c-section right away if any abnormal complications arise.  We have an appointment scheduled for Monday, but we are still unsure if we will go through with it.

In the mean time, I am practicing some strange exercises at home in hopes that you will turn on your own.  The doctor said that often babies turn to vertex between 35 and 37 weeks... so I'm praying that you won't be stubborn, but instead you will flip like a good boy!

Don't be a stinker!  C'mon, little fella... Paddle! Swim!  You can do it!  Turn for mama!

Love,
Mama

35 wees