Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Tomorrow is the big day -- cerclage removal!
I seriously can't believe how fast the last 21 weeks have gone. I feel like I was just going in to get sewn up and here we are taking it out.
With Jack, I had the cerclage removed at 35 weeks 6 days and I dilated a to 3 cm over the course of 19 days. There were tons of contractions but no real labor and we induced to end my misery at 38 weeks 4 days.
This time, I am really hoping to make it 18 days, to my scheduled 39-week induction on Jan. 22 (I will be 36 weeks 4 days tomorrow). But of course, my cervix and this baby are conspiring against me and plotting a coup.
I had my final ultrasound yesterday to check for growth. Girl Baby is measuring ahead in almost every category and is estimated to be about 6 lbs 6 ounces. She's shaping up to be long and skinny, like her brother.
Unfortunately, the baby is sitting so low in my pelvis that they could not see my cervix nor could they see the top half of her face or head. They could see from the nose down and that was it. We got some lovely shots of her pursing her little lips, but who knows what was going on with her eyes and forehead.
I do believe the ultrasound tech's quote was, "This baby could just fall right out when you cut that stitch!"
She wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know. I can barely walk and I feel like I have a bowling bowl between my legs. But I am not one of those naive first-timers who think the stitch will come out and I will immediately go into labor. Of course the slim possibility is lurking somewhere behind my eyeballs, making me pack my hospital bag, wash all the clothes and instruct (read: demand in a loud voice, possibly with tears) Josh to assemble the bassinette and changing table.
I do believe that I will contract for many, many days without any regular pattern. I do believe I will experience some outstanding pelvic pain from this child being so low. I do believe I will be begging for an induction two weeks from now to just get this kid out already.
And I do believe I will be both stitch-free and baby-free tomorrow afternoon. Here's to lifting my son for the first time in 21 weeks and going back to changing diapers and getting up early. Wait, do I really want this stitch out?
I seriously can't believe how fast the last 21 weeks have gone. I feel like I was just going in to get sewn up and here we are taking it out.
With Jack, I had the cerclage removed at 35 weeks 6 days and I dilated a to 3 cm over the course of 19 days. There were tons of contractions but no real labor and we induced to end my misery at 38 weeks 4 days.
This time, I am really hoping to make it 18 days, to my scheduled 39-week induction on Jan. 22 (I will be 36 weeks 4 days tomorrow). But of course, my cervix and this baby are conspiring against me and plotting a coup.
I had my final ultrasound yesterday to check for growth. Girl Baby is measuring ahead in almost every category and is estimated to be about 6 lbs 6 ounces. She's shaping up to be long and skinny, like her brother.
Unfortunately, the baby is sitting so low in my pelvis that they could not see my cervix nor could they see the top half of her face or head. They could see from the nose down and that was it. We got some lovely shots of her pursing her little lips, but who knows what was going on with her eyes and forehead.
I do believe the ultrasound tech's quote was, "This baby could just fall right out when you cut that stitch!"
She wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know. I can barely walk and I feel like I have a bowling bowl between my legs. But I am not one of those naive first-timers who think the stitch will come out and I will immediately go into labor. Of course the slim possibility is lurking somewhere behind my eyeballs, making me pack my hospital bag, wash all the clothes and instruct (read: demand in a loud voice, possibly with tears) Josh to assemble the bassinette and changing table.
I do believe that I will contract for many, many days without any regular pattern. I do believe I will experience some outstanding pelvic pain from this child being so low. I do believe I will be begging for an induction two weeks from now to just get this kid out already.
And I do believe I will be both stitch-free and baby-free tomorrow afternoon. Here's to lifting my son for the first time in 21 weeks and going back to changing diapers and getting up early. Wait, do I really want this stitch out?
Labels: Incompetent Cervix, Pregnancy
posted by Amy at
8:55 PM
2 Comments:
Congrats! I hope all goes well for you.
I am all veklempt, Amy!! I am so happy for you! I can't believe you're so close to having your little girl and that you've gotten through this pregnancy without all the drama of the first one--it's incredible and so inspiring for your fellow incompetents (I totally have to laugh when i write that! LOL)
Best of luck tomorrow!
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