It has been a very hectic few weeks around here. Since my last post, our oven blew up (total overstatement), our fish came down with fin rot and we got some very unexpected baby news. All in all, we’re taking it as it comes and have successfully installed a new oven, are medicating Patronus (please get better, little guy!) and are eagerly awaiting our new addition. Oh, and we had our maternity photos done and they turned out sooooooo beautifully!
baby size: a leek – in length, not girth
bump size: still really big to me, apparently not so big to everyone else
symptoms: bending over is…over, contractions (literally having them during these photos!)
cravings: pizza, chocolate
worst part so far: being told we’re getting induced
best part so far: finishing up the nursery
Funny how a small change in plans affects so much, especially when you’re pregnant. After all of our absolutely perfect prenatal appointments and signing paperwork for the new low intervention suite at our hospital – where they allow low risk women to have low intervention births (like a home birth in a hospital setting) – we were hit with what I feel like was a bomb.
We were told last week that the baby is not as heavy as they’d like it to be and that there is a chance that the placenta is not functioning as well as it should. Because the doctors are erring on the side of caution, I am not being allowed to go to my due date. I am being induced in three days. THREE DAYS. It’s only one week and a day earlier than my original due date, but that’s one week and one day less than we thought we had! Cue panic.
As upset as I originally was, I have accepted the terms that this baby is coming on and am even looking forward to meeting our mystery baby (and being not pregnant) a week early. 🙂 As far as the baby’s health is concerned all my tests are still coming back perfectly – my blood work, non stress and doppler ultrasounds look beautiful – and the doctor has informed us that once the baby is born tests can be run on the placenta if they’re needed. More so, it’s possible that the baby comes out at a higher weight than they estimated or that I simply make small, yet otherwise perfectly healthy babies.
Oh, and that low intervention room? Yeah. Totally out the window thanks to being induced.
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