Does anyone else see the irony in the fact that I refused an amnio that would have given me peace of mind and/or adjustment time out of fear only to have an amnio at 38 weeks for lung maturity?
LAST PRENATAL APPOINTMENT TODAY. Very likely the last ever ..cause umm..barring some unforeseen change I don't think I'm accidentally going to swallow clomid for a week and rape my husband on an every other daily basis for two weeks. That being said, I did get the "What are your contraception plans after birth?" routine from the OB nurse. I said, "Umm...infertility, PCOS, recurrent pregnancy loss, and breastfeeding." She said, "I'll just write declined." Okay then.
Official last weight? Up a total of 13 pounds. Which honestly? I'm pretty happy with. I very honestly could have done a lot better. I probably could have gained a total of zero if I had worked at it. But ..I'm content with 13. Especially because she thinks the baby is going to be 9 1/2 lbs by next monday. Umm. Ouch. That's all I can say. He's going to be a teeny tiny head big bellied baby. Everything else still looks good. Blood pressure perfect ...swelling hasn't gotten any worse. Normal labs. No protein. Three days of work left and I made it without missing an entire week for bed rest though I had days here and there scattered in. And actually? I feel pretty good right now ...for maybe the first time this entire pregnancy. Now that baby has settled soooo low into my pelvis, the contractions have virtually stopped as well as the pelvic pain. Blood sugars are still perfect {with insulin}. I tried to bribe her into telling my husband that there was a secret twin during the delivery after watching that new show on TLC last night.
And this stupid pubic symphysis dysfunction? I had literally never heard of it before I got it and wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. It was the bane of my existence for the entire pregnancy.
Six days left. Six. I feel like I just peed on a stick on Halloween like ...2 weeks ago. Six days and we'll know what we know ...for better or worse. And then my still birth cord accident bad kidney huge baby Downs syndrome anxiety can move on in whatever direction it takes me.
Assuming his lungs are mature. And if they aren't ? At 38 weeks? I'll probably cry like a buffoon until the OB takes mercy on me and takes the baby out anyway. Diagnosis for early elective delivery with immature lungs? Maternal psychosis. That should work.
Wish us luck! I'll update as soon as I can.
4 comments:
Wow, only 13 lbs! You are my hero!
I hope the amnio looks good and you're holding your baby shortly.
Yay!!! Ok, I just have to say...the white writing on the black background makes me feel like my eyes are going to pop out of their sockets! =)
I've been thinking about you so much. My husband and I haven't really had the DS talk...we kinda sweep it under the rug. It's really taken a toll on me and we got it all out last night. The chances of having a DS baby based on those stupid screens is really quite low. I know it has to happen to somebody, but hopefully we won't be the ones. Not that I would wish it on anyone. We were thisclose to having and amnio done in the next couple of weeks but my mother in law was the voice of reason. She said that no matter what this baby would be so loved and cherished and if we were dealt the DS card that we would be able to handle it. It's completely out of our hands and that God knows and is in control. And, the amnio could cause infection and preterm labor, etc. Not worth it for piece of mind. So, all of that to say, I'm holding my breath right along with you. No matter what the future holds for your baby, you will love him fiercely and do everything you can for him. And yes, it's ironic that after all this time the amnio comes to you. I guess they can't do a DS test and get it back to you in time? =) We will both get through this no matter what. I've been stalking your blog for an update!
I can't believe it. It seems like Halloween was just yesterday and I was tearfully reading your post aloud to my hubby.
Continuing to think about you!
i still can't get over this whole 13 lb thing. after chatting last night i got on the scale this am. um...i gained 4 lbs last week in cali. wtf? i didn't even get to drink any wine!!! and i walked more in 3 days in the city than i did in the last month combined! it's crazy!!! this is making me nervous for my weight gain, but i suppose it's good for those kids, right??
i'm super excited for monday!!!! wahoo!
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