I've had intermittent, minor labor for the last few days. It was only mildly painful and never really progressed, so I didn't call the doctor. Then, last night, I thought I felt something strange... a trickle, something. I wondered if perhaps my water had broken, or was at least leaking. However, the contractions were few and far between, so I didn't do anything about it.
This morning, I felt pretty awful. I've just felt strange and supremely uncomfortable. I called and left a message at the OB's office, asking if I could just get a check on things.
I went in, expecting to be told that nothing was going on. The doctor said that was mostly true, but decided to do an ultrasound because I wasn't feeling much fetal movement. As it turns out, it was a good thing they did the ultrasound. The U/S tech noticed that the amniotic fluid was low, and did some specific checking and calculations.
The next thing I knew, I was strapped down with a fetal monitor and sipping on grape juice. The doctor came back in to confirm the low fluid situation. She was very calm but quite serious. The baby's heartbeat is fine, and his size is okay (a little over four pounds, give or take some ounces) but we can't go on for another six weeks like this. They're sending me for another ultrasound downtown tomorrow (so I'm closer to the hospital). If the fluid level is any lower, they will admit and induce me immediately.
There are plenty of reasons to be scared, but I feel preternaturally calm. I would be more nervous if Jake and Danny hadn't been premature (and perfectly healthy at birth). As it is, I had time to finish up something at work, get a few books out of the library, and pack my suitcase for the hospital. By this time tomorrow, I might be the mother of three!
posted by: almsthvn (reply)
post date: 11.09.05 (3:11 pm)
ooooooooooo :)
you can't go to the body shop and get topped off?
:)
You and the other family members will certainly be in our prayers :)
Baby! a Baby! a baby is coming!