Monday, August 26, 2013

41 and feeling (gasp!) just fine!

So here I sit... taking a break from doing some house work and being 41 weeks pregnant today! ... Or so they say... I had my first "Fetal Monitoring" appointment today and everything looked great according to the tech Mary Lou.


I got to hear his little heart beat for 30 minutes

After hearing his heart beat and watching the squiggly lines on the monitor (I was encouraged that was a good sign) we got to do a bed-side ultrasound. Just a little portable one. Nothing really stood out to me on the screen except for his little spine and his foot. Which looked giant, it certainly FEELS giant. 


Warm, goopy caterpillar goodness

Apparently the ultrasound portion is to measure the amniotic fluid that he's floating around in. She also was able to check out the 'ol placenta and make sure it is still nice and juicy and hasn't shriveled up into a wrinkly-old-dried-out-dusty-prune... 


chock full of nutrients!

Turns out, my 41 week old placenta is nice and juicy! Fully effective and showing no signs of crapping out just yet! 


Mmmmmm! Moist!

During the appointment Mary Lou was telling me an indication for induction of birth would be if the fluid around him was at 5cm or less. Turns out Vanson has 10 cm of fluid to free-float around in still! Yay for staying hydrated! It makes me feel good that the environment I'm providing to my son is so healthy and good for him, gives me a sense of accomplishment that my 32 year old body can do it. When I tell people I'm 32 and a first time mom I usually get the wide-eyed, "You-must-be-high-risk-oh-my-God-shouldn't-you-be-on-bed-rest" look... Well, he's in great shape and I may not be in gladiator condition at the moment, but damnit, I wasn't in bad shape to start... In fact, here is a side by side for comparison: 


First appointment in December, most recent appointment last week.

Granted, I have some work to do after he makes his way out, but like I said, I'm really encouraged that the environment my body has been able to provide him is tip-top. Makes me care less about the swollen ankles, chest pain, and the fact that I have to roll on my side and lift myself up while wheezing and sticking my tongue out like a slob to even make a position change. Did I mention I've actually ripped underwear trying to get them on these days? TMI? 

So I guess the plan is ANOTHER doctor appointment tomorrow where I'm guessing they'll ask if I want them to check me. No thanks. I'm also assuming they'll start talking about possible induction stuff. Then ANOTHER monitoring appointment on Thursday if he hasn't made his way toward the light by then. Meanwhile, continuing to get our new house ready and start moving in (HOORAY!) and getting our current house emptied. 

In the meantime, I'm reassured that he's in great shape and I have a sneaking suspicion he'll make his way as soon as he's ready... I mean, why else would I wake up in the morning with a little bit of colostrum leaking out? 

I'm ok in here Mom! 






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