Yesterday I went into the clinic for my re-scheduled OB appointment from last week. It’s been 3 weeks since I’d seen the doc and had a number of things on my mind that I wanted to ask and discuss. Last week was cancelled so I was feeling a little anxious to check that everything was going well and I’m supposed to be seeing the doc weekly now.
As I sat down in the waiting room I heard the moans and groans from a lady giving birth. I’ve been in there many times and have never heard anyone in the midst of labour so was quite surprised at this and how it affected me. It scared the bejeebers out of me. After 15 minutes or so, the doc’s assistance came out to announce that he had to cancel all his appointments for the afternoon due to an emergency caesarean. My heart dropped through the floor. I wasn’t going to wait another week, so asked his assistant if I could see a midwife instead. Luckily she agreed with me that I needed to see someone and found a midwife to see me.
As I waited for the midwife the poor woman in labour was wheeled out on her bed moaning on her way to surgery – she was the emergency caesarean. I felt like crying for her! Following her out the door was the lovely midwife Karen who took our CalmBirth class on the weekend. Karen sent the poor woman on her way then came back in noticing me sitting there. She came running over to see how I was and said she was going to give K and I a call as she wanted to meet up for coffee to get our feedback on the course. I guess us being a ‘special’ type of couple, she wanted some diversity in the feedback for the course. I told her we’d be happy to.
I finally got to meet a midwife. She was fantastic. She spent almost half an hour with me chatting about various things. It was so nice to meet someone who could potentially be the one delivering our baby!
I finally got my official scan results from 32 weeks. Turns out our little sticky is on the smaller scale of things – in the 25 percentile – apart from his/her head, which is in the 74 percentile. All within the normal range, but still I have this vision of a short kid with a massive head!
I’ve been having some period like pain on and off for the last week, which at times has made me wonder if I was close to labour. I asked the midwife, who checked a few things then said lay low for the next week as it could be a sign of impending labour. So no ‘love hormone’ (oxytocin) stimulation until I’m at least 36 weeks, which is only a few days off. The hospital doesn’t deliver before 36 weeks, so if you go into labour before then, they ship you off to one of the city hospitals, which is something I would dread! K and I have been talking to Sticky, trying to tell him/her that the time to come is in 3 weeks and that a 7 hour labour would be ok!
Sticky certainly feels like he/she is moving down and preparing for birth. He/she is deep in my pelvis and I often feel him/her pushing off my hip. There’s lots of squirming around in there now and lots and lots of hiccups.