So this little stinker living in my uterus has decided that she/he is going to do things differently than what I, the mother, would prefer. The groundings are going to start early in the Adams’ household!
This morning I went in for my regular weekly check-up, and I casually mentioned to the doctor that I hadn’t felt much movement in the past day or so, but that I wasn’t too concerned. The doctor checked for the baby’s heartbeat and couldn’t find anything, so she took me in to have an ultrasound. The technician found the heartbeat right away, but they also noticed something else: baby had flipped and is now in breech position.
Jim & I have done a lot of preparation for the arrival of Peanut, and one of our hopes was to have a completely natural, drug-free birth. If baby is breech, this will not be possible.
After some fetal monitoring, and determining that baby is still healthy and everything is fine, I was sent home. The doctor called later and said that if I want to try an external version, she is willing to give it a go, but the success rate is not high…especially after the 37th week. Since I’d like to say I tried everything possible to have a natural birth, we’re going to head in on Wednesday morning to see if it can work for us.
I am pretty sure baby flipped on Saturday morning. I was on the couch watching TV and I felt something very funky going on, and then I looked down to see my stomach was lopsided. Later that night I felt the baby’s hiccups, and they were much higher than usual, and off to the side. In the back of my mind I had a feeling that baby was no longer head-down, but I kept telling myself to stay positive.
Between now and Wednesday morning I’ll be spending a lot of time on all fours with my butt high up in the air, so if I don’t answer the phone, you know why!