We're up to weekly appointments now, and Davey was able to go with me today. I've been sick the past two days with a fever and congestion, so hopefully this post will be coherent. Our wonderful little baby, who is doing great and growing lots, has decided to stay breech. There is still a chance he/she can flip, but being this late, it is not as likely. Soooo, we're having to realistically consider our options now. I've read about this a lot the past week, and after discussing it at the dr's office today, we will most likely go the C-section route if Baby does not turn since it's the safest way in a breech presentation. This is definitely not how we imagined things, and I won't lie: there's a part of me that's disappointed. However, I'm also so excited and incredibly thankful that our child is healthy and thriving. It's really a mixture of feelings (thanks, hormones). God has known all along whether baby would be breech or turn over, and He ultimately knows how we will deliver. We want to choose what's best for our child, even if that means changing our plans. As I deal with all this, I'm trying to keep an accurate perspective: Baby is healthy and safe, and we want to keep it that way.
On a funnier note: I always try to look for the upside in things, even having a fever for two days and feeling pretty rotten. Want to know the upside? Thanks to all the rest and staying off my feet the last two days, my ankles aren't swollen anymore! I'm happy about this for totally superficial and vain reasons. I'll never complain about my bony ankles again! :)
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