Well we had our 38th week appointment yesterday. I was having contractions on and off since Sunday so I was thinking that maybe there would be some progress. Seriously no one really makes it to 38 weeks with out no dilation. HA! So wrong. Not only was I still not dilated, but my cervix was still high. (Meaning he's not ready just yet.) My heart broke a little when the doctor said: "Welp, just like I thought. High, closed and thick." I guess this means he's gotta bake a little more.
However, my blood pressure is creeping up. I had it checked 5 times while I was there. Started out highish...then it got even higher...then I had to stay for an additional 15 minutes for it to come down. Luckily it did. (I believe I was upset from staying in the room for FOREVER. Apparently normal pregnant women were having babies at the hospital and all but one doctor went over...so they were a little busy.) But I was told to just kind of relax and keep my feet up today. Drink plenty of water. Lay on my left side....yadda yadda yadda. Don't they see that maybe I want to walk around like a crazed woman so maybe this child will come? Nope, I guess not.
Greg is trying to be supportive, but let's face it, he hasn't gained a ton of weight. His hips don't hurt constantly. And he doesn't have to occasionally stop in his tracks because your lungs feel like they just stopped working. I miss seeing my feet. I miss my engagement ring on my finger. I miss sleeping on my belly. As supportive as any man can be to his pregnant lady, he cannot fully comprehend what's going on. A man will never be pregnant. And will never know what it truly feels like.
He does try. And I'm sure that my constant bitchiness isn't helping much to put a smile on his face. He understands that I'm uncomfortable. I just hate how he says "Baby, he'll come when he's ready." That doesn't help me to see the whole light at the end of the tunnel. I do know that ultimately I'll be pregnant for maxim of 22 days. I don't think the doctors will let me go that long. (My fundal height was 46cm yesterday...but he had his little tooshy WAY up there.)
But, if I don't start dilating and my blood pressure continues to be an issue, they will have no choice but to induce. Yes, that will suck...but I want my baby to be healthy. And that includes having a healthy mommy too.
I know I'm growing impatient...but for real now...it's time for this bun to be let out of the oven.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
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