It's been a while since I've written an update. I feel like time has gone so fast and yet so slow. We're almost 35 weeks pregnant.
I'll start with the doctor appointments:
Things went from smooth sailing to slightly choppy waters when we had our anatomy scan at 21 weeks. The MFM told us that she was perfect, her head was a little small, but she was perfect. Well...when I went to my OB's office the doctor read a different story. She was concerned about the size of her head which was measuring in the 5th percentile. She wanted me back in 2 weeks for another sonogram. We were so upset. This was it...the other shoe we were waiting to drop finally did. What could this mean? What was going to happen? What was I doing wrong? Why did the MFM tell us she was perfect and than the OB says something's wrong??? Two weeks later I went back to get another sono and the tech said she looked great. Wait...great? Really? You had me scared to death and now she looks great?! Ok...this is good, no great, news. And we breathed a sigh of relief.
Back to the MFM 2 weeks after that. The tech says...baby is small, but growing properly, BUT your fluid is a little low. Not concerning, but on the low end of normal. Great. Off to the OB the following week. He tells me...your fluid is too low and you need to be on bedrest. No no no no no no...the MFM said it was ok...I sit at a desk all day...I have 12 weeks to go!!!! He concedes that we'll see what the next scan with MFM shows in two weeks, but to prepare for bedrest. I freak the freak out. Of course our baby's health and safety is the number 1 priority, but being home on bedrest is an extremely stressful concept for us. The next MFM appointment showed the fluid was a little bit higher, they don't see a need for bed rest, but should take it easy and to return in a month. Of course I go the OB the following week. She says it's good that the fluid increased, but would prefer me on bed rest. She lets me go and I back in 2 weeks where my blood pressure was measured at 130/80 when I'm normally 120/80. Because it was little higher she wanted to me to do a 24 hour urine catch and get tested for pre eclampsia...fabulous. So I did that over Easter weekend and went to the MFM the following Wednesday. My BP was around 130/80 again, but the test results came back perfect...another bullet dodged. When the tech started the scan, she asked if I was leaking fluid or taking ibuprofen...my fluid was very low. We both just looked at eachother and threw our hands up. Then she said that her bladder was full and a couple of minutes later she peed and the fluid level was up to almost a totally normal level! Woohooo!!!!
The following day I had an OB appointment. I woke up feeling great. I had a good night's sleep, I was feeling pretty and off to work I went. About an hour after arriving I got up from my desk and had a pain in my stomach that felt like a pulled muscle. It hurt, but wasn't intense. When I stood up, I couldn't stand completely straight. Baby girl was movin and groovin so I wasn't concerned. One thing I noticed was that she was head down when she was head up the day before. So I thought that maybe the pain was from her switching positions. Well, the pain didn't go away and I was getting increasingly concerned even though she wasn't showing any signs of distress based on her activity. By 1pm I had enough. I called to see if I could move up my OB appointment. They said to come right down, so off I went. When they brought me in the room, I was pretty nervous and worried about the pain and when she took my blood pressure I told her it was going to be high...well it was 150/90. The doctor came in and I told her about the pain. She said it's just ligament pain, but she can't send me home with my BP that high. I asked if I could hang out and relax for a little bit and that it was high because I was worried about the pain. She said she couldn't sit here and monitor me every five minutes and sent me to L&D. By 3pm I was in a delivery room, in a gown and hooked up to monitors, blood drawn. My BP was fine. 7pm the doctor came to see me and said there was good news and bad news. The good news is that my bloodwork looked good and the bad news is that I was having contractions. Also, they were supposed to do a sonogram, but never came to do that. She wants my cervix checked for dilation or shortening because of the contractions. They came in with the machine at 8pm and said I have to have an FFN test which checks for a protein testing if I'm going into preterm labor...the results take 2 hours. Sono looked great, fluid was good. I told her about the pain that made me get upset to begin with and that it's tender to the touch to the point that I'm in tears if it gets touched. She went over the spot with the wand and it showed that her legs were there. Apparently it was just the position she was in...it also confirmed that she had in fact flipped from the day before. She also checked my cervix which was tightly closed. 2 hours later another doctor comes in and says I have to have a T/V ultrasound done to check my cervix length due to the contractions and that hopefully by the time he's done the FFN results will be in. Cervix was nice and long and baby girls head was resting on my bladder. FFN results were negative...I get to go home!!! I finally walked out of the hospital at 11pm and I walked out with two jugs to do another urine catch...fun.
This was on 4/5. This week we have both MFM and OB appointments. FX everything goes smooth. I'm getting so frustrated with freaking out and then finding out that everything is fine. Obviously I am beyond grateful that everything's been fine, but these doctors are taking years off of our lives.
Now onto the fun stuff. The nursery is done! Hubby did a lot of work including crown and baseboards, paint and a ceiling fan. He wanted his daughter's room to be perfect and it is darn close. I put together the furniture over two weekends doing what I could by myself and waiting for him to help when I felt it was too much. This weekend I put some decals on the walls. Her drawers are filling up quickly with cute little outfits. Next weekend is my shower and I can't wait! My mom was trying to keep it a surprise, but as soon as MIL told me that SIL was coming into town I knew when it was. Either way it will be an amazing, overwhelming and emotional day. I can't wait to see everyone!!!
