Finality

Yesterday, I had my final prenatal doctor's appointments with this pregnancy. It was actually quite emotional, I was surprised. I had my sonogram first and everything looked awesome. He is predicted to be 7 and a half pounds at birth and in the 59th percentile. Perfect! They did tell me to expect his legs to be up by his ears because of his positioning. I knew this was a possibility since he is frank breech, but it does sound like he will be coming out with his legs looking unnatural. I am mentally preparing for this and I am going to be VERY protective of any pictures taken of him in this position. I want to make sure his feet are covered, he will NOT be on display. I'm a little unsure of how baby boy will be able to wear his clothes with his feet still up but hopefully they will be down enough by the time we leave the hospital that it will be okay. I'm very curious to see if they will give him any assistance with this or if they will just let them go down on their own. When I was doing my research on frank breech positioning, I saw a couple of babies had braces on, but I suspect there was a bigger problem with their individual circumstances. No matter what, I know he will be perfect. SO perfect.

After I left the sonogram, I went to see my OB, who will be performing my C-section. Back story-I love my doctor. He is young, cute, smart as hell and hilarious. We have serious personality chemistry and clicked right away. We've formed quite the bond over the last year trying and failing to get me pregnant, and then with me seeing him throughout my pregnancy. I'm kind of in a special situation with him because he created my son. And since I've always been alone at my appointments, we've really been able to talk. I adore him. Yesterday, when I was in there, he got really quiet and said, "Wow, we've been through so much. We've come such a long way from Saturday afternoon fertility treatments and last minute appointments trying to get your follicles JUST right. And now this is it." I teared up at this point, because it's just SO true. I cried and cried to him in the past when it kept failing and failing and he kept promising me it would work. Then on the 5th procedure, it finally did! I couldn't ask for better care. I am so blessed to have such a wonderful connection with such a wonderful person. And in 5 days, he will bring my son into this world. From adjusting my Clomid doses, to delivering my tiny person. Wow. It's just such an incredible situation all around. Science. Is. Amazing.

I am scheduled to be at the hospital at 1:00pm next Monday. I am not allowed to eat or drink anything eight hours before the scheduled 3:00pm C-section so I'm going to eat breakfast around 6am, then try to go to sleep again. We will see if that happens, how do you sleep knowing you're going to have a baby that day? I just don't want to be awake and super hungry and thirsty all day so I'm going to try and make that happen.

I've had some pretty serious freak out moments, but they usually pass and then I feel okay again. I just want him to be okay. And I want him to know I'm his mama. But I think it will all fall into place the second I lay eyes on him. I get teary just thinking about it. My baby boy will be here in 5 days! I just can't believe it!!!

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