Showing posts with label Week 36. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 36. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Gonna Be A Handful

Several of you have heard me insist that this girl child will be trouble. Partially because Matthew hasn't been (so far ... knock on fake wood desk) and partially because so many sweet good babies seem to have come along in the last few months that I feel they've sucked up all the good baby vibes.

Well, she is already proving me right. Yesterday I learned this little troublemaker has flipped, again, and is now in a frank breech position.

This is better than foot down breech, but still no guarantees that the (what I have already labeled) horrible version procedure would work, if it comes to that.

It might not - she's only 6 lbs and still has lots of fluid to swim around in so flipping again before Monday's appointment isn't out of the question.

Am I crazy to be more scared of someone squeezing my belly and squashing my baby than of an operation? Because right now I'd be tempted to say let's just schedule my c-section and not even go through what frankly, looks like medieval torture just to have a 50/50 chance to flip this kid back.

And if that procedure involves an epidural (some do) then why on earth would I want to go through that and THEN some type of additional birth related pain, section, vaginal or otherwise?

Granted I am giant baby about pain. Maybe it would be fine? Not that bad? Worth it? I don't know yet. But in the meantime, please send me and baby girl 180 degree thoughts this week.