Friday, April 29, 2011

38 weeks, 4 days...

So, Owen isn't breech anymore...I can promise you that as I sit here typing this he is head down. More specifically head down against my pubic bone. He's still moving and shaking (playing hop scotch as I like to call it!) and...GROWING. With Jack I delivered at 36 weeks and 6 days - He was a whopping 8 pounds 6 oz. So, 38 weeks = 9 pound Owen = Terrified mommy. I don't want to deliver a sack of potatoes, I want a baby!

I'm jealous of all of the cute pregnant women who adore being very pregnant and talk so sweetly about how much they love it. You know what?! I'm not that woman. I am nine and a half months pregnant. I want this baby out of my body. I want to be able to bend over without getting stuck and needing help up. I want to be able to walk instead of waddle. I want to be able to cuddle Jack (and Owen, too) without my belly getting in the way. I want to be able to eat 10 cans of tuna if I so desire! I want a coffeeeeee and a glass of wine without feeling terrible. I want to be able to smell NOTHING again considering over the past nine and half months I've been able to smell EVERYTHING from a distance and for a lingering amount of time. I want to be able to cuddle with my husband and roll over without having to let him know 'I'm rolling over now, I'm sorry' because it wakes him up - probably fearing an earth quake.

Okay. I'm done complaining (at least I'm done writing my complaints).

Today is my last day at work before I start maternity leave, unless for some awful reason I'm still pregnant after May 9th. I can't wait to have two boys and to spend some extra time with Jack. I'm excited to meet Owen. My only wish is that we have a smooth delivery and recovery and get to come home after a day or so in the hospital.

So! Appointment Monday to see how big Owen is. I'll be 39ish weeks - which is the magical number for induction. Hopefully, this is the last update as a mommy of one (haven't I said that before?!)

<3

Monday, April 18, 2011

Oh Tuesday, how I hope you are my lucky day!

Thursday's appointment went well. Nothing too exciting to report. Owen is still breech. His heart rate is stable and normal. My blood pressure is still good. My feet aren't any more swollen than expected. I lost a pound (whooohooo!? Not sure why, or how but I'll take it).

Tuesday. Tuesday is my appointment with my doctor to confirm Owen is still breech (which as of now, he is. His head is sitting 4ish inches above my belly button - so his little bum is comfortable in my pelvis). If he is breech then we schedule a version - to turn him around. This is risky and scary - it could end in an emergency c-section but the doctor I saw on Thursday was very remeasuring - in the 15 years she's been practicing she's never had to do an emergency c-section right then and there. So, we are doing it. Hopefully on Tuesday and hopefully it breaks my water and we have a baby.

Speaking of hips, on Thursday I couldn't walk. Well, I could, I just looked like an 90 year old woman who forgot her walker somewhere. Because of Owen's ever growing bum residing in my pelvis, pushing my hips apart and down - I have been in some of the worst pain ever. Yesterday and today have been much better - but it starts out better in the morning and as his weight wears on my joints I become more and more stiff.

So, I'm hoping that this is the last post I make as a mommy of one. Hoping Tuesday goes well and we go in, have a baby and come home. I'm desperate to be home with Jack for Easter.

Wish me luck! <3

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Headaches and rapid heartbeats.

Saturday night I had a terrible headache and suddenly lost my peripheral vision in my right eye. Thinking it was just a migraine I laid down and went to sleep. I woke up Sunday with a headache, all day long. And Monday, I tried to go to work only to have to go into Labor and Delivery because my head hurt so bad and I was seeing double (which in turn was making me nauseated). I was monitored for about an hour and everything came back normal.

Still had a headache.

Woke up on Tuesday and called my doctor's office to schedule a follow up appointment and got lucky - I got to see my doctor at 11:00am. I adore her, even though she is rather cold and distant - I always know what she's thinking and because she's very direct I can't misunderstand a thing! Well, Owen's heart beat was around 170 beats per minute and she was concerned that he was under stress. So, I was again monitored for about an hour and a half. Owen's heart rate settled down and I was sent home to do nothing - told to stay off of my feet.

Still had a headache.

Now, I'm scheduled to follow up on Thursday, with a different doctor (which I hate, not the doctor herself - but the lack of consistency). Today, I'm allowed to go back to work. I hope I can work through my head hurting like it does. Right now, it's okay - but as soon as I get up and start moving around it begins to throb.

So, here is what I know:
1. I still have a headache and no one can tell me why.
2. My blood pressure isn't high - which is good.
3. I'm dilated to a one and a half.
4. Dr. Bradley said she thought she felt the head when seeing how dilated I was - but Owen's heartbeat couldn't be found low on my belly, only high by my ribs.
5. I go back on Thursday to be monitored again to make sure Owen is okay.
6. I then go back again on Tuesday to see if he is still breech and if he is we will schedule turning him.
7. If we can't turn him then we will have to schedule a c-section (if turning him doesn't cause my water to break, stress on the baby, etc) for 39 weeks, which is the week of May 1st.
8. I'm so ready to have this baby, I just want him to be healthy and I was this headache to go away!

I will update more on Thursday. Hopefully Owen is good and my head has stopped hurting by then!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Breech...!

Yesterday's appointment went well. The ultrasound tech, the same one we've had for all of our ultrasounds but one, again confirmed it's a boy. Owen is measuring in the 75th percentile and is around 6 pounds 11 ounces. He's got lots of hair! The ultrasound tech was really excited about his hair. Our little monkey is breech. Completely breech. He hasn't had any interest in moving his head from under my left ribs since he was big enough to cause me discomfort there.

The doctor that I saw isn't my normal doctor - which I hate, but she's a sweet lady, told me to do butt-ups. Yes. Butt-ups. She told me to lay flat on my back with my knees bend and lift my hips up towards the sky. Yes, thrust. 15 minutes three times a day. I.M.P.O.S.S.I.B.L.E. I made Clay do them with me last night and I cried after about five minutes. It's so uncomfortable and painful. It felt like my back was going to break.

If Owen is still breech for our next appointment (April 19th) then we will be given the choice to try to turn him. I'm told they'll 'lube up the belly and find his head and his butt and push them to where they should be'. Not only does that not sound like something anyone should be doing to a infant still in the womb but it sounds painful. With only a 50-58% success rate (depending on where you do research) it doesn't sound worth it.

Some have suggested acupuncture and a chiropractor - both of which I plan on looking into. I do not want a c-section. The thought of not being able to pick up Jack to give him love breaks my heart. And also, the thought of someone ripping their way through my body to get a baby out makes me want to vomit. But, of course, I will do what it best for Owen and myself.

So! April 19th. Please send me turning baby vibes or any other suggestions you may have for getting this stinker to turn butt up!

Monday, April 4, 2011

I'm done!

...Or, I'd like to be done. We have an ultrasound today to measure how Owen's growing. I hope that he is big and healthy and ready - because I am! I am big - bigger than I was with Jack, more clumsy and more round.

I am going to miss being pregnant. It's hard to think about right now, just because I feel like my pelvis is going to snap in half and my feet are going to pop from all of the swelling, but I will miss this.

More specifically, I'm going to miss...
Feeling Owen move, even if it wakes me from a sleep at 4am and keeps me awake until 6am.
Having a belly-tray, where I can set things.
Having Clayton rush to feel my belly when he sees me.
Pedicures!
Guessing if what is sticking out of my guts is a head, or a butt or a foot??

But! I will not miss...
Having to pee every 14 minutes.
Not seeing my feet.
Not being able to help around the house.
Not being able to bend over.
Having to tell Jack a million times a day to be nice and soft with mommy (however, I realize I'll just replace Mommy with Owen).
The headaches pregnancy makes me have.
The worrying about has Owen moved lately? Is he ok?


This may be our last new baby. I can't wait to meet him and smell the newborn smell again and welcome a new life into our family. Jack has started sucking his thumb - which may seem unrelated, but I'm fairly certain he is aware on some level that things are about to change..So, we may have a thumb sucker on our hands. BUT! If that is the worst of it I'll take it.

Doctor appointment at 2:30pm today. First, lunch with my two favorite boys! I'll update later!