Just one week shy of the official halfway mark - and one week shy of finding out whether Lil Roo is getting a baby brother or baby sister (provided the baby within cooperates!). Lil Roo continues to insist he wants a baby brother - NOT a baby sister. However, when I was asking him what names he would like, he did have a choice if it is a girl - Tinkerbell. Ummm… about that… If he does happen to get a baby sister, I guess he is all set with a nickname for her. Just don’t look for us to put Tinkerbell on the birth certificate. After all, it isn’t Irish.
A funny thing happened on the way to the halfway mark… The extreme ickiness started lessening and I was certain, if I squinted just enough, I could see light at the end of the tunnel. Silly rabbit, Trix are for kids. {Hush your mouth if you know that “dates” me and if you have no idea where that came from, then just ignore it, heehee.} It seems it was something of a false alarm. Although I don’t feel as extremely icky as I did previously, I’m still not over the “morning” sickness (which has nothing to do with a time of day at all, except perhaps it occurs more at nighttime for me) and if I do more than 15 seconds of intense labor (and by intense labor I mean anything at all), I feel wiped out. OK, I exxagerated a little. I can usually push it to 15-30 minutes, but seriously? My house is practically falling apart because I can’t do all I need to do. Awesome Husband does a lot, but I still look at all the things that need to be done and that is before I even think about my “before the baby comes” to do list. Ummm, when does nesting start?
Last night (Wed night) I had this dream I was somehow in a hospital about 6 or so hours away from home. On purpose. Not cool. In the dream, hubby tells me that was where they (my OB’s office?) told him to take me. {Point of fact, my OB’s office is IN the hospital I’ll actual be delivering in, lol.} In this dream, I am in complete freak-out mode because it is NOT where I want to be. Yeah, obviously. It seems I’ve been assigned a room and I am there with my hubby and son waiting to go into labor. The supposed delivering doctor routinely checks on me, inquiring if labor has started. He is just weird. He wants to induce, which my OB said they absolutely would NOT do because of the previous ceserean. I want to go home. NOW. But hubby tells me it is too risky because I could go into labor during the drive. Also, at some point during this dream, there was a cracked, empty egg on the floor. It probably made more sense than the rest of the dream, LOL! My after-waking thoughts? Was I sleeping the entire drive there & had no idea what was going on??? As frustrated as I was in the dream and completely NOT wanting to be THERE, I’d be fine with the risky drive. We could stop at any point and call 911 (which would provide immediate help, plus they’d know where the nearest hospital was) AND hubby is also a paramedic, so he’s well capable of handling an EMS issue while waiting for supplies & transport to arrive. Just sayin’. Such a crazy dream and it was kinda funny the actual frustration and anger I felt during the dream - amazing how real it can seem even when none of it makes sense.
Back to the real world… as I am approaching the mid-point of the pregnancy, I am faced with deciding to attempt a VBAC or have another c-section. The circumstances surrounding my previous emergency-ish c-section seem (to me at least) to have more to do with me than with that particular pregnancy or birth (since they say each one can be different). So, it makes me wonder how likely it would be to have a repeat (well, minus the whole inducing part). If I go to 41 weeks again, it is automatic C/S. Do not pass go, do not collect $200. (Even though I could use the $200, heehee.) I just worry that if I attempt the VBAC and need to do the C/S afterall that I would lose control of the situation and my birth plan preferences (even for C/S) may go out the window… since it would then be considered an emergency c-section. Guess I’m thinking out loud here, need to talk to Doc about this next week at the appointment, but it is just what I’ve been debating over, and going back and forth.
Anyhoo…. Here’s a graphic of a 19 week baby-on-the-way (via BabyCenter.com) & some interesting facts…
Your baby weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. Her arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of her body now. Her kidneys continue to make urine and the hair on her scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on her skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid.
Think you’re big now? You’ll start growing even faster in the weeks to come. As a result, you may notice some achiness in your lower abdomen or even an occasional brief, stabbing pain on one or both sides — especially when you shift position or at the end of an active day. Most likely, this is round ligament pain. The ligaments that support your uterus are stretching to accommodate its increasing weight. This is nothing to be alarmed about, but call your practitioner if the pain continues even when you’re resting or becomes severe.
Round ligament pain? Ah, now that I know your name, I can dislike you even more personally! That junk does NOT feel good. I don’t do the whole pain thing real well, so what that may feel like for a normal person is multiplied for me. Please let’s have a little less of that? Me no likey the pain.
I know I’ve been so sporadic with my postings, but I hope to provide a weekly pregnancy update (aka: babble session, lol) from here on out. It helps to get the thoughts out anyway. So, thanks for reading, especially since I have no earthly clue how NOT to write an uber long post.
