May 9, 2011
Just when we thought we were out of the woods (Killian is doing much better by the way, thank you all for the prayers and kind words!)…the end of last week brought about some more scary stress, this time baby related.
Friday was our big 35-week ultrasound, which we were super excited about, mostly to see how big the baby was. S couldn’t get away from work, so I brought my mom who has been hinting the whole time that she wanted to see an ultrasound. We had the ultrasound first and then my mom waited in the waiting room while I had my follow up appointment. It was also time for the Group B strep test (if you are reading this and don’t know what that is, I will spare you), so I spent the twenty minutes waiting for the doctor disrobed from the waist down.
The whole time, I was sitting there thinking that it was going to be a normal 5-minute appointment, until the doctor walked in and opened his mouth. Long story short, the ultrasound showed too much amniotic fluid and a possible blockage in the baby’s intestines. And I’m sitting there listening to the doctor by myself, half naked, trying not to freak out. So after a quick discussion and a cervical check (not dilated, but already 75% effaced…and yes, they are as unpleasant as people say), my doctor sent me off to L&D for a non-stress test. Non-stress…ha! Luckily the baby looked great, and I was sent home with appointments for another NST on Sunday and a meeting with a perinatal specialist on Monday (today).
Yesterday’s NST was a bit more eventful. Again, the baby looked great (thank God), but I officially have irritable uterus (= lots of contractions) from all of the extra fluid, and my blood pressure was acting up as well. So I was sent home but “encouraged” to spend the rest of Mother’s Day laying down on my side. S took his role as enforcer very seriously and the only time I was allowed to get off the couch was to go lay down on a bed of pillows in the baby’s room and supervise final preparations.
So later this morning we’ll have another level 2 ultrasound to see if they can figure out what’s going on in the baby’s intestines, and then a meeting to discuss options. At this point, it is looking like we won’t be allowed to deliver in our local hospital (we’ll need to go to one of the more high-tech Boston hospitals) and like we’ll be meeting this baby much sooner than we had planned. I have really been trying to stay zen until we know more…partly because there is no point worrying (and possibly causing early labor, without a plan in place) until we have more information, and partly because I strangely feel pretty confident that everything is going to work out. I have had to accept the possibility that I probably won’t be able to have a non-interventionist birth and that we might end up with breastfeeding issues (if some sort of surgery/recovery is required), but I’m trusting that the doctors know what they are doing and will do all they can to keep me and the baby healthy.
This weekend has been a little scary because we knew that the NSTs (and instructions to pay careful attention to fetal movement) were really just bandaids to get us through to today’s appointment. And for the first time, I truly felt the pressure of having my body (and my brain) be completely responsible for keeping the baby safe. Luckily, the weekend was also full of distractions.
Friday, after my appointment, my coworkers threw me a baby shower lunch, which was exactly what the doctor ordered. Saturday was actually my 29th birthday (!) and although we stayed pretty low key, it was such a nice day. S did some work in the yard and then we went off to BRU to exchange some duplicates from our shower and get our last few necessities, and ended the day with dinner at one of the nicest steak restaurants in Boston. And, although I had trouble fully relaxing yesterday (knowing how much was left to do around the house), it was still nice to spend my first Mother’s Day being lazy. My parents and one of my brothers (our baby’s future godfather) came over for dinner and helped with laundry and set up of the last few pieces of gear.
So this morning, I just have to pack our hospital bags (yikes!) and try to deal with the most urgent things at work in case I end up going on leave sooner than anticipated (double yikes!!).
Will you all send us prayers and healthy baby vibes today? I’ll be sure to post an update as soon as I have one.