We had our "post-dates" doctors appointment yesterday. First we had our ultrasound and checked that baby out. He looked cute as ever, a little squished, but cute as ever. His sweet little baby foot was smooshed up against my side. My dad said he had a little "metaductus" (his foot looked inverted or something). My dad would. The ultrasound technician said he was
"a little over 8 pounds."
So, after that we went into the exam room to do my non-stress test. They hook up a monitor to monitor any uterine contractions and another one to monitor his heart rate. That way they can tell if his heart rate is accelerating during any activity, enough and for long enough. He was keeping it pretty cool in the 120's for a few minutes. He's so content in there. She got me some Sierra Mist and pushed on him a little bit and everything looked good. Next, the doctor came in...
still 3 cm.
No progression. :( He stripped my membranes to try to encourage labor along naturally. It was "a little crampy" (it huuurt bad). He also said the baby weighs eight and a half pounds. You go baby. So, unless something happens in the next 24 hours on our own, we have an appointment on Thursday morning at 0600 to bring this baby into the world! It's not what I always had in my mind, but I want my parents here, and I want what's best for the baby. I would rather get the baby here and be healthy than wait another few days and the baby ends up with meconium... not worth it.
I love my baby so much and I can't wait for him to get here. I am all nested and ready! I will have a baby tomorrow! I will no longer be pregnant and 40+ pounds over my usual weight tomorrow!
healthy baby = healthy baby
No matter how he gets here... and that's what matters. I have a feeling I'm going to be having lots more sweet babies so I will get more opportunities to have different birthing experiences. We will keep you posted!!! Thank you soo much for all your sweet love and support to me.