Well, guys...still no sign of Baby Reagan coming any time soon.
Bummer.
She's still in there, cozy as a clam, and my cervix is still closed (although maybe "slightly thinned"...Dr S said it's hard to tell when it's closed). He could feel her head, but it's still higher up. In his words, "all this pain/pressure and minor contractions you're having aren't cutting it apparently, so we just have to pray for them to get a lot more painful and stronger to get things moving". As cray cray as it may sound, I agree! Bring on the pain---as long as it's productive! I've had enough of this "pain but no gain" nonsense! lol
Dr S actually wasn't planning on checking me at all today. I guess this is because I hadn't complained of a lot of contractions or anything. When the nurse, Katie, put me in the room to wait for him, I noticed she didn't ask me to disrobe for an exam. My husband said he thought he probably wouldn't check me since everything seemed to be okay for now, which (I'm ashamed to say) brought on the tears. I said, "Oh no sir. I'm getting checked. It's been twelve days now. I want to know what's going on. He's checking me." (Yeah, I know. I'm a nut job right now. Hoooooormooooones! lol.) But by the time Dr S came in, I had dried my tears and was able to calmly ask him to check my cervix so I would have some sort of idea what was going on down there. Thankfully, he obliged without hesitation, which spared me another meltdown...I just wish he could've lied to me or something to give me a little hope! Hahaha! Just kidding. But I am glad he went ahead with the exam, because, in my opinion, it's actually better to know there's no change rather than sit around and wonder!
He also measured my belly again, which was only 33cm this week, whereas last week it was 34cm. He said this could be due to her dropping a little further down, or it could be due to low amniotic fluid or a problem with her growth. So he ordered an ultrasound to check things out.
Everything turned out just fine with the u/s...a little too fine, actually. This little Peanut is definitely not having problems growing---she's already 6 pounds, 9 ounces!! Gaaaah! There goes my theory that she'll be about 6.5 pounds when she's born! lol Needless to say, this freaked me out a little. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'm so grateful she's healthy and growing! But she's obviously not coming out any time soon, which means she'll just continue to grow and bake away in there...and where am I going to fit another pound or two of baby?! Good lawd!
According to the measurements, I'm 36w6d, which isn't that far off from my due date. The amount of fluid around her looks to be sufficient. I suppose the only explanation for my belly measuring smaller is that I just that I have NO room left! My uterus itself has hit it's maximum growth potential, but Reagan somehow continues to get bigger! That means my baby girl is all squished in there...poor thing. I vote we go in and get her out so she can stretch out and grow all she wants without restrictions---what do y'all think??? Hehehe.
Now, Dr S wasn't in the room when the tech did the u/s, but I'm sure he'll look at the report some time today to make sure it all looked okay. I'm not expecting a call or anything, and I really have NO CLUE what he'll say at my appointment next Tuesday. Will he opt to let me go another week or two and then get her out before she gets too big for me to push her out? I don't know. If I'm being honest, I pray this is what happens! lol But I have to be realistic and keep telling myself he'll probably make me go the distance and see what happens...(sigh).
As difficult as it is for me to think about having to wait another (possibly) three to four weeks to meet her (and to think about being as uncomfortable as I am for that much longer...ugh), I do have to praise God for a healthy, chunky little baby that's continuing to thrive!! I have to remind myself that His plan is better than any plan I could dream up for myself, and worrying about what's going to happen only means that I'm not fully trusting in His perfect plan. How could I possibly get this far down this path and then start to let me trust slip?? That's right---I can't! So I'm choosing to focus on Matthew 6:34, which says, "Do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of it's own." I just have to take it one day at a time and count the blessings that each day brings. And who knows, tomorrow may bring a baby! ;)
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