Thursday, 14 June 2012
What a weekend so far! It's the busiest one I've had in a while. I think I held my own pretty well for 35 weeks preggo.
Friday morning I went to my chiropractor. I'm basically seeing her once a week at this point to get adjusted and make these last weeks of pregnancy more comfortable. She can only do so much for me, but it's better than nothing. I don't even want to know how I'd feel without her adjustments. She also employed the Webster Technique while I was there. The Webster is a technique that chiro's use on preggos like myself to help their babes turn because mine, bless her little heart, is still breech. She basically pressed really, really hard on some important ligaments that support the uterus to help them loosen. This basically gives the baby more room and my uterus more flexibility for her to turn. Space is scarce for her these days, so turning is either a chore that my body is making too difficult for her or she's just being stubborn. Whatever the case I want to start making an effort to help her turn. She just may turn on her own around 38 weeks, but for now I can at least try to help her along. I have an ultrasound on June 15th to check her position. If she turns before then, great! If not we'll see what my midwife has to say about that.
If she never does turn I hit 39 weeks I might be sent to the hospital for an external cephalic version, which is manual baby flipping from the outside. It's a more aggressive than the Webster in that it should make her turn right then and there, not press here and there and wait a few days to see what happens. Hell, they might do it earlier than 39 weeks because I'm looking at possibly not being allowed to go past my due date because of the diabetes. So they might do it earlier to give her time to drop? I dunno. Worst case scenario is that she's stubborn, my team gets impatient and the OB that I must now consult with due to the diabetes declares that I need a c-section. Makes me shudder thinking about it, but there is time yet!
Speaking of an OB, I now have to see one along with my midwives because my endocrinologist put me on insulin for my diabetes. At first I thought it was a bold leap that ended up changing my prenatal care in a way that I wasn't happy with at all, but now that a few weeks have gone by and I'm recording my glucose numbers I now believe that it is necessary. My hormones are messing with me, man! Anyway, the insulin opens a whole new can of worms. I need an OB because I'm now considered high risk, but my midwife can still deliver my baby for me (phew!). I see this OB on Monday. I really need to ask her this whole induction thing my midwife mentioned. She said that the OB may not let me go overdue and I could be looking at a possible induction. I don't want an induction. I don't want to be hooked up to an IV and given Oxytocin so I can have a horribly more painful labor than is necessary and one that could go royally south because baby girl wasn't ready.
All this uncertainty is KILLING me. I really wish I had a solid answer: will I be allowed to go into labor on my own or am I looking at a scheduled induction? It is so important to me that things run their course and it's pissing me off that medical system is getting in the way of that. Anyway I have this ultrasound on Friday to check baby's position, but I'm more interested in going to find out how big she is. I think it might help the decision making factor about my delivery one way or the other. If she's big I might be screwed, if she's measuring right on I might be okay. I highly doubt she's measuring small. This blog post aside, I'm trying not to think too hard about it because I still have 5 weeks to go and I'm doing all that I can to keep my sugars under control. There is still time even though everything seems like it's right around the corner.
In other baby news my last day of work is Thursday. I'm so excited! I'm just so happy to be done work. I don't hate my job, but it will be nice to get away from the customers and all of their retarded comments like, "Oh! You look like you're gonna go any day now!" Thanks a-lot, a**hole. Just say I look huge. Anyway when I first got pregnant I thought I'd take it to the end because I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I had this extra time. Well, I have a month and I know exactly what I'm going to do with myself: take it easy, take care of a few last minute things, go to my appointments, and get some daily exercise. Oh, and wait anxiously, lol, like every woman does at that stage of pregnancy. I'm getting to the point of being done, but at least I can feel that way leisurely and not add undue stress from work.