So I knew this would happen, (can you say Pessimist). Yet again what you want and what you get are two very different things.
I guess the story begins with, it took us a very long time to be able to hear the baby's heart beat. I can't remember the exact week but it was well after 10. Well after 10. My midwife said that it was probably just because the placenta was lying in front of the baby. Not a great thing but, no big deal. Things went along normally for a while and I was able to not be so stinking sick, which I attribute totally to my midwife. The pineapple was great. But in the back of my head I was worried, not really about anything real, just nervous. The baby moved and got stronger and seemed to be very healthy. Until at my last appointment when yet again we could not hear the baby very well and so my midwife suggested that I go in and see and OB to get an ultrasound to see if things were okay. She wanted to check the heart and make sure things were where they were supposed to be. Needless to say I got even more nervous and was starting to really pray about what I was going to do. I was feeling like something was just "not right" I was waking up in the night trying to figure out why I was so nervous. I was over thinking everything, all of the things that could be wrong were swirling around in my brain and I could not get through them. Would I stay with my midwife who I like or, was I going to switch, Would I even have a choice
This morning I went in and met with the Dr. he was great, he listened to all of my problems and concerns, and answered ALL of my many questions. Then I was sent for my ultrasound, it was so fun to see the baby and to see that the baby was very healthy. But, I have what they call placenta abruption, That is when the placenta starts to pull away from the uterus before the baby is born, or in my case even ready to be born. In my case it has not separated completely and is not even at risk at this point for doing that. But, I have been officially switched into a hospital birth with a new OB at 28 weeks. Not what I wanted but still what I need and kind of funny because this is how the system should work. If we have problems we need Dr.'s to help out.
I have to say after feeling so anxious for a very long time I am wishing I had listened sooner to what my body was telling me and had this checked out sooner, instead of trying to fight through the feelings I was having just to prove a point. I would have saved myself allot of trouble.
So now I am getting ready for an induction the minute the baby is ready so that I can try to avoid a C-section by easing the stress on the uterus for the delivery. But I am getting myself ready for any outcome, that involves a healthy newborn.
It is so funny the way things turn out sometimes. Now we just have to pray for a girl because I am not sure Ora will be okay with a boy. She prays every time she prays for a sister and when I tell her it may not be a girl she says, "No Heavenly Father my best friend he will give me a sister" So even after all of this stress about he healthy baby my number one focus is going to be the shaken faith of my THREE year old if she does not have her prayers answered. Any advice for the rock solid faith of a three year old?????