Good Baby, Naughty...

Baby flipped and is head down.  Hurray!  At 29 weeks, we're hoping this means he'll stay that way.  Unfortunately, his placenta is not behaving.  It was low-lying at my 20 wk U/S, causing me to bleed through most of my first and part of my second trimester.  But I hadn't had any bleeding since about 23 weeks, so I was very hopeful that the placenta had grown up towards the top of my uterus.  Until Sunday, at least, when I started to bleed again.  U/S today showed a very low-lying placenta.  Crap.  We'll check it again in a few weeks, but at this point, a C-Section is looking like it might be in my cards.  I know it's not the end of the world, but it's major abdominal surgery.  After working L&D, scrubbing into who knows how many sections, seeing it from the other side, well, let's just say that I definitely do not want to be the patient.  But a healthy baby is all that I really care about, so if that's how we get him, so be it.  (I'm still praying for a miraculous placental migration, though...)

Also, because Gestational Diabetes is one of the few pregnancy complications I haven't experienced, I failed my 1 hr. Glucose Tolerance Test.  I didn't fail it by much, but enough to earn myself a 3 hour trip to my doctor's this morning.  I had to fast for 12 hours, drink that nasty drink again, then have my blood drawn pre-drink, then at 1, 2, and 3 hours post-drink.  It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be--I only felt like puking for the first hour or so.  Plus Alan brought me the new Official Illustrated Guide to the Twilight Saga (it just released today).  That made time go much faster.  If I ever have to do this again, though, I'm going to be sure that the regular lab phlebotomist is in that day--I ended up getting stuck 8 times for the 4 blood draws because the CNA wasn't super hot with the needles.  I almost offered to do it myself.  Ugh.  I should find out the results tomorrow.

Despite the placenta complications and possible GDM, things are going pretty well.  I'm supposed to reduce activity until the bleeding stops, but I'm not on bed rest, so I can't complain.  (Reducing activity includes delivering 6 Stampin' Up orders, baking 24 cupcakes, a birthday cake, refreshments for a baptism Saturday, and taking care of 2 kids and a house, right?)  My weight gain is still on the lower end, although I started this pregnancy bigger than I was with Nate and Abbie, so I'm still struggling with feeling too big.  My belly seems fine, but the rest of me just feels yucky big.  I honestly can't wait to have this baby so that I can lose weight.  I hope I'm still so motivated with a newborn.  I'm having more and more Braxton Hicks, sometimes strong enough that I have to stop walking, but nothing painful.  Thank goodness!  This baby boy reminds me a lot of Nate in that he gets the hiccups about 10 times per day.  Nate always seemed to have the hiccups too.  He is also still very active, although I have noticed 2 quiet periods over the last three days.  Abbie likes to pretend my belly is a bongo drum and pound on it, so even if the baby is sleeping, it never lasts long.  She also really enjoys talking to the baby and poking/prodding at my belly to try to determine where he is in there.  She's actually gotten pretty good at figuring out which side he's on, etc.  Abbie has changed the baby's name to Noah (from Roxanne), one of my favorite names, and calls him that all the time.  Alan isn't sold on the name, though, so we're trying not to call him that too much.  It's sort of become a habit, though--We'll see what happens when he comes.  She may just call him Noah no matter what we name him.  Nate is still pretty nonchalant about the whole thing.  Mostly he just cares that the baby is due when school is ending and swimming lessons start--That's probably the most interest I get from him about the pregnancy, how many weeks til the baby comes, i.e. how many weeks til school's out?

11 weeks to go...