Madigan was yesterday. We haven't been there for three and a half weeks. Last growth chart ultrasound baby was 2 pounds nine ounces estimated weight. If the baby continued the same forward progress then up through birth, estimated birth weight would be 3 pounds five ounces. However, there is a massive army of prayer warriors on our side. Yesterday Dave and I took bets. I guessed 3 pounds six ounces and he guessed 4 pounds. We were both surprised. Dun dunn dunn dunnnnnnn......drum roll please!....
Beaner's big movements are because Beaner is big... estimated weight CURRENTLY is 4 pounds seven ounces!!!
Granted, we know this is give or take and could be less. But, we are fairly confident that birth weight will be at least 4 pounds and we are pulling for 5 to 5 and a half! This is the story of God being good and working together for those of His with faith! Even my doctors were shocked. The percentile Bean has been in from the beginning was 2 to 3. This lasted for a good 16 weeks. Suddenly, Bean decided to show off and move up to the sixth percentile. While still high risk and below 10, things are looking positive!
Blood flow and fluid levels were great, movement as usual is nearly obsessive, and now we have a bigger baby. Our move is working out great with dates and timing and at this point we are hoping for Bean to only spend maybe a few days in the hospital and be able to come home before we travel across country.
On the downside for the pregnant woman... I have found out that I cannot labor in the tub, cannot use a hot shower for pain relief, cannot even go walking the hallways, definitely cannot get an epidural (because of my back surgery), and may not have the option of delivering the way I had chosen. This pretty much means the only natural pain remedies I have used previously for my back I cannot use during labor. On top of that, being induced only adds to the length and intensity. So yes, I am whining, and rightfully so. However, with this new knowledge three weeks prior to the day, I will figure out a way to happily suffer through completely reinventing my birth plan. As long as Bean keeps kicking and comes out screaming, I will be a happy woman. The process though is to be decided...
It's official: My mom has bought her ticket!! Now we are waiting and hoping and continuing to pray that things don't kick start early. My dad will be here for Thanksgiving and I can only see the humor in having baby come while Dad is here unprepared and mom is not here. This would be the typical type of event that unfolds with me. However, I really doubt either of them would be even a bit amused! The doctors are not worried about pre-term labor and I have not had any warning signs or major concerns. It is looking quite optimistic that things will progress as expected.
Now onto my husband... the bum has duty the night I am to be checked into the hospital! What!? This means he will either have to drive over in the morning and hope he didn't miss much (although if he missed it all I don't think he'd be too disappointed) (I WOULD BE FURIOUS!) or I will have to basically tell the doctors that I cannot come in until the morning of the 8th. He is a good man and very committed to helping out the boat knowing he will no longer be on it, but some things I do feel fair to say I want to be selfish with. If he even has the option of switching duties with someone else, this might prevent him from being there the 9th, 10th, and the weekend when the baby is actually here. I really don't want that to happen!
I have my bag packed, Bean and Dave's bags are also packed. We hope they don't leave the house for another three weeks, but we're prepared anyway.
I asked the doctors about six weeks ago if I could make a difference by eating a lot more. They said it wouldn't help. I beg to differ. I have eaten a lot more and although not always healthy (lots of fast food) I think it was just what Bean was looking for! Speaking of which, it's time for lunch, Bean is kicking me because he knows when it's time to eat!
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