Sorry I’ve been such a bad blogger lately… I’ve had lots going on but for some reason I haven’t had any compulsion to put it into words.
First off things are good, Andre is still cooking away and we’re just 2 days away from 33 weeks! He is still breech and so the
OB has scheduled our C-section for May 8th (unless he makes an effort to show up early.)
I’ve been starting to get pretty uncomfortable, including a numb left leg because he sits on my femoral nerve, I went to the chiropractor last week to see if she could adjust me to get some feeling back in my leg. It worked for about an hour.
Then my breeched whale started trying to turn…
Off an on for 10 hours he tried to turn head down but would get stuck about the time he made it to transverse. I felt like Bella from Tw.ilig.ht, like he was ripping my uterus open. Every time he tried to turn it would drop my blood pressure so I would see stars and have horrible hot flashes and it was all I could do to breathe through the pain.
Luckily my chiro warned me that he would try and turn so I knew what was going on and decided not to go to
OB triage. I got about 2 hours of sleep (in 10 minute intervals). My OB was able to fit me in first thing in the morning and confirmed that what I was feeling was normal, he’s breech, huge and just plain doesn’t have room to turn. She said that the mix of the adjustment and hormonal changes going on are going to make him keep trying to turn for the next 2 weeks or so. She gave me a prescription for Amb.ien (sleeping pill) and told me to go home and spend the rest of the day and night asleep.
I felt bad taking the sleeping pill, incase it might hurt him, but she assured me that its OK this late in pregnancy and that it will be worse for him if I don’t sleep. The pills worked like a dream, I had the best night sleep of my entire pregnancy!
It’s been a week now and he’s only tried to turn a few more times and they were quick. I think he’s smart and realized early that it’s not going to work.
In further news I had to re-take my gestational diabetes test (since he’s so big) and I just barely failed (cut off is 140 and I tested 143). On Friday I did the full 3 hour test and now I’m just sitting here waiting on the results… I really just want to know and get it over with!
I’ll leave you with a picture of the super cute diaper bag that my sister made for me!