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The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

I think I’ll move to Australia…….
Okay.. maybe Alexander had it worse.. I didn’t get gum in my hair, trip on my skateboard or drop my sweater in the sink while the water was running.. I wasn’t the only one who didn’t find a toy in my cereal box, and I didn’t have to sit in the middle of the backseat while I was getting smooshed… but it still wasn’t fun.
(p.s. I really should get that book.. There are actually a lot of book I want to get.. Guess I’ll add it to the list..)
And plus.. I’m 9 months pregnant.. I have the right to complain.. right???? :)
I had a doctors appointment this morning and I was really looking forward to it. I hadn’t had one in 2 weeks, but at that time I was already 50% effaced and 1cm dilated! My doula said that was great for 35 weeks. I was very diligent about doing all the things she told me to do since that day. And I really felt like things were changing and progressing. My bladder hurts constantly.. always feels like it’s full.. .even when it’s not. But I looked at that as a good sign, “Must mean the baby is low and engaging..” I would tell myself.. Last night my lower back hurt sooo much… I remember other people telling me that’s how they knew labor was right around the corner.
I’m still aiming for next week(end)…
So imagine my surprise this morning when the doctor informed that NO progress had been made.. still 50% still 1….. after a quick in office ultrasound to check positioning and fluid levels she informed me that I need to be prepared to go all the way to my due date and probably past..
She doesn’t see things happening any faster….Who tells a 9 months pregnant lady to prepare to be pregnant for 4 more weeks??????????
Then she goes on to inform me that he is about 7 – 7 1/2 lbs right now. And to expect him to gain AT LEAST 1/2 a pound a week..
I really don’t want to beat out either of these women..

  • Anna Bates gave birth to a son who weighed 23lbs. 12ozs. and measured 30″ long, at her home in Seville, Ohio, on January 19, 1879. The baby died 11 hours later its birth.
  • The heaviest surviving baby born to a healthy mother was a boy weighing 22lbs. 8ozs. born to Carmelina Fedele in Aversa, Italy, September 1955.
YIKESS!
(on an interesting side note.. check on this record.. “The youngest person ever to give birth is Lina Medina, a Peruvian girl from the Andean village of Ticrapo. She gave birth to a boy by cesarean section on May 14, 1939 at the age of five years, seven months and 21 days.The girls father was initially suspected of being the father but authorities were never successful in determining who fathered Lina’s child.Medical examination at the time of birth revealed that Lina had the ovaries of a fully mature woman. Her medical history also claimed that she had been having menstrual cycles several years before the birth. She had also developed breasts. Doctors theorized that her abnormal sexual maturity was a result of an extraordinary hormonal disorder of pituitary origin.” 5 years old.. that’s just insane… )
There was actually A LOT of good news at this appointment and I know I should be focusing on that. My Strep B came back negative! (Did you know 1 in 4 women have strep B? Those are HUGE odd’s. Glad I escaped..) He is still in a great position and ready to go when ever he decides, my fluid levels still look great, Blood Pressure is great.. No protein or Glucose spilling over.. And he looks healthy and great.
On another side note.. he’s found his position of choice and hardly ever moves from it. His bum is under my left ribs and he stretches his legs out to the right so they are wayyy on my right side. Like completely on the side of my body. If you push on his bum, you can make his feet stick out.. (Le’a had way too much fun doing this on Saturday!) Sure enough, that’s how he was during the ultrasound today too.. Legs stretched all the way out.. I guess he doesn’t like to suck on his toe’s anymore.
I did take some pictures.. but with my new camera.. I don’t have a cord anymore, so I have to wait to use the card reader, and I’m not very good at remembering to do that… maybe tomorrow..
Anyone want to go walking with me to convince this kid that it’s time to move out?????????

Comments

  1. I am determined that this will not happen to me. I’ve been telling her every day that she will be coming on Jan 11, which is exactly 2 weeks early. I refuse to have a 9 lb baby!!

    On a positive note, my sister had her baby a week ago, and at her doctor appt a few days before she went into labor, he told her she had at least a week to go. I think she surprised everyone when she went into labor 2 days later!!

  2. I felt the same way.. I am sooo convinced to have him on the 12th and today totally bummed me out. But I’m trying to stay possitive and forget about what she said.. It’s hard.. I just keep replaying it over and over again!

    Maybe I can be just like your sister and prove everyone wrong! That would be awesome….

  3. Andrew, Jamie, and Ava says:

    Oh boy, I remember how you feel all too well!! Like the kid will NEVER come out, and you will be 9 months pregnant FOREVER!! I came to that point two nights before I was induced – I was sent to labor & delivery for the ump-teenth time because my doctor thought my face looked puffy and she was worried about my BP…so I had to go there and be hooked up to machines to monitor my BP and the baby for 4 hours…I was starving, bored, and SO over it at that point!!

    When I was induced, I was at 38 weeks, dilated to a fingertip (not even a 1), and not one bit effaced!! So you're doing good. You can do something I couldn't do – WALK! I was on bed rest, so I couldn't do anything to speed the process along. It took me forever to dilate after I was induced. But once I got to 4, it only took a couple of hours to get to 10! So, it can happen really fast. Don't worry, you won't be pushing out a 22 lb baby! (That would be horrible! Like giving birth to a toddler!) It's inevitable, you're going to give birth very soon. I know it's hard to be patient, but trust me – during those nights when you're waking up every two hours to feed him, you'll be wishing you could put him back in there! :)

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