Well, yesterday's OB appointment was not what I was expecting at all. I went in and everything was fine- no weight gain, good blood pressure, strong fetal heartbeat. Then she did my internal exam to see if I had dilated or made any progress. The words I didn't want to hear escaped her mouth, "Hmm... where did her head go?"
I'm sorry- what, did you just say?
She was head down just last week and the doctor knew right where she was. She said that most likely she was still head down, but they wanted to do an ultrasound just to be sure of her positioning since we're closing in on the end of this pregnancy. So I was sent to Hoag hospital, Matt in tow, to look at our little one. She started the ultrasound down low and I thought, "Oh crap... that looks like a butt." As she moved up toward my rib cage, I see a large sphere and finally said to the technician, "That is her head, isn't it?" She said, "Yeah... probably not what you wanted to hear, huh?" No. Not really.
So at 37 weeks and 4 days pregnant, we have a breech baby on our hands. Kathryn is in so much trouble. Seriously. What baby does that this close to their delivery date?! Only my stubborn daughter. So what now?
I haven't spoken with the doctor yet, and it sounds like I just sit and wait until my next appointment with her in a week. Then I guess she will check to see if Kat is still breech or if she decided to turn again... if not, I guess we could be looking at scheduling a c-section. Lame! I'm not a fan of the thought of surgery, but I guess it is what it is... whatever is best for her.
But seriously, Kat, take note- you have been warned. You'll be grounded until you're 15 if you don't bust a 180 pretty soon.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Doctor, doctor!
So I am officially seeing my doctor every week now until Kat makes her appearance into the world. I'm not a huge fan of going up to Irvine every week before work, but it is admittedly kind of an exciting time. Every week I will go in with the hope that some progress will be made and she will tell me that delivery is imminent! Not today, though. No progress, no changes and baby has only dropped a little bit... she still has some descending to do. It feels like she has dropped significantly- I can actually get air in my lungs now- but I expect to see some changes in the next couple of weeks.
So we're 24 days away from our EDD (estimated delivery date). For some reason I still feel like she might come earlier than planned, but I don't know. That is probably just wishful thinking.
The Pumpkin Patch here at church is in full force and here I am: Day 4 and I already hate pumpkins again. I'm exhausted and really don't want to look at them anymore. Someone came and smashed two of them last night... and stole a big one. Nice. Why people feel like they have to do that- especially at a church- is beyond me.
This morning I had a lovely case of pregnant woman woes... I'm just so tired, so over this pumpkin patch thing, and then driving up to find a couple of smashed pumpkins just sent me over the edge! I sat here crying and wondering why, WHY, did I agree to do this again this year?! What kind of idiot am I?! I am hoping that I will have enough help tonight that I can leave around 4:00pm. Who knows?
Well, that is all the news for now... our glider arrived and everything is ready for baby! Our bags are packed, the diaper bag is prepared and I am ready to do this! Bring it on, baby!
So we're 24 days away from our EDD (estimated delivery date). For some reason I still feel like she might come earlier than planned, but I don't know. That is probably just wishful thinking.
The Pumpkin Patch here at church is in full force and here I am: Day 4 and I already hate pumpkins again. I'm exhausted and really don't want to look at them anymore. Someone came and smashed two of them last night... and stole a big one. Nice. Why people feel like they have to do that- especially at a church- is beyond me.
This morning I had a lovely case of pregnant woman woes... I'm just so tired, so over this pumpkin patch thing, and then driving up to find a couple of smashed pumpkins just sent me over the edge! I sat here crying and wondering why, WHY, did I agree to do this again this year?! What kind of idiot am I?! I am hoping that I will have enough help tonight that I can leave around 4:00pm. Who knows?
Well, that is all the news for now... our glider arrived and everything is ready for baby! Our bags are packed, the diaper bag is prepared and I am ready to do this! Bring it on, baby!
Friday, October 5, 2007
Just when I thought it was safe...
At almost 35 weeks pregnant, I was more than thrilled to be walking around without a stretch mark in sight. Just the other day I noticed two small, purple-ish spots right next to the scar from my appendectomy, but didn't panic. Well folks, today I see that they have indeed spread into two small stretch marks... just like two little arrows pointing and laughing at my scar. Jerks! Now, I don't mind a couple of little stretch marks, but now I am afraid that this will open the flood gates and my belly will errupt into a canvas of reddish-purplish lines... mama noooooooo!
Other than my tiny battle scars, I am feeling pretty well. Sleep continues to be a challenge. Even just relaxing on the couch watching TV is becoming impossible, as I can't quite find a comfortable way to sit/lay. I can't lay on my right side too much, because usually Kat is hanging out over there and her foot or knee or some random body part is sticking out and making it impossible to lie on that side. So it is left side only, and after about 3 hours of sleep I am awakened with a sore left hip and leg cramps... my body wants me to switch positions, but my baby is quite happy with the way I was. Ack.
Our pumpkin patch at church begins on October 14th. On one hand, this will be a great distraction through this last month... I won't be so focused on myself- I won't have time. On the other hand, it is a stressful event and I can't help but shake the feeling that this little girl might make an early appearance into the world. I know it is unlikely (maybe even wishful thinking), but it is just a feeling I keep getting. The baby is considered "full-term" (meaning, ready to come out) at 37 weeks of pregnancy. That is in 17 days from today. HOLY MOLY! Now, chances are good she would rather hang in there until 40-41 weeks (possibly even 42, but Dr. Grouse won't let me go that far past my due date at 40 weeks), but I feel like I need to be prepared for her to be here any time now.
The nesting instinct has set in for me... I cleaned the kitchen cabinet doors last week and my closet last night. I've been wiping down the kitchen counter with anti-bacterial wipes all the time and I get antsy when things are out of place (such as the paper plates being out on the counter instead of in the cabinet). I washed all newborn through 3 months clothes, all the blankets and sheets, the curtains and changing table covers from the baby's room. Now I am realizing I haven't washed the car set cover yet. We haven't tested out the car seat to make sure it fits in the car, but I have to assume that it does, since they would put Skye (Matt's niece) in there when Matt's mom still owned the car (and her seat was the same kind we have). Yesterday at work I felt the overwhelming urge to organize my office. I keep looking at the couch cover and wanting to take it home to wash... though I am afraid of the spiders that might be lurking behind the couch. Eww.
So... I am losing my mind. But I have been reassured that it is perfectly normal when you're pregnant, which makes me feel a little better... but just a little.
Well, that is it for now... not much longer before I'll be writing about the adventure of being a new mom, instead of the pregnancy craziness. How exciting!
Other than my tiny battle scars, I am feeling pretty well. Sleep continues to be a challenge. Even just relaxing on the couch watching TV is becoming impossible, as I can't quite find a comfortable way to sit/lay. I can't lay on my right side too much, because usually Kat is hanging out over there and her foot or knee or some random body part is sticking out and making it impossible to lie on that side. So it is left side only, and after about 3 hours of sleep I am awakened with a sore left hip and leg cramps... my body wants me to switch positions, but my baby is quite happy with the way I was. Ack.
Our pumpkin patch at church begins on October 14th. On one hand, this will be a great distraction through this last month... I won't be so focused on myself- I won't have time. On the other hand, it is a stressful event and I can't help but shake the feeling that this little girl might make an early appearance into the world. I know it is unlikely (maybe even wishful thinking), but it is just a feeling I keep getting. The baby is considered "full-term" (meaning, ready to come out) at 37 weeks of pregnancy. That is in 17 days from today. HOLY MOLY! Now, chances are good she would rather hang in there until 40-41 weeks (possibly even 42, but Dr. Grouse won't let me go that far past my due date at 40 weeks), but I feel like I need to be prepared for her to be here any time now.
The nesting instinct has set in for me... I cleaned the kitchen cabinet doors last week and my closet last night. I've been wiping down the kitchen counter with anti-bacterial wipes all the time and I get antsy when things are out of place (such as the paper plates being out on the counter instead of in the cabinet). I washed all newborn through 3 months clothes, all the blankets and sheets, the curtains and changing table covers from the baby's room. Now I am realizing I haven't washed the car set cover yet. We haven't tested out the car seat to make sure it fits in the car, but I have to assume that it does, since they would put Skye (Matt's niece) in there when Matt's mom still owned the car (and her seat was the same kind we have). Yesterday at work I felt the overwhelming urge to organize my office. I keep looking at the couch cover and wanting to take it home to wash... though I am afraid of the spiders that might be lurking behind the couch. Eww.
So... I am losing my mind. But I have been reassured that it is perfectly normal when you're pregnant, which makes me feel a little better... but just a little.
Well, that is it for now... not much longer before I'll be writing about the adventure of being a new mom, instead of the pregnancy craziness. How exciting!
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