Category: Pregnant. Finally.

I had an antenatal appointment with my midwife yesterday.

We spoke about last weekend and about the chances of premature labour.

She is satisfied that all the issues I had last weekend were caused by the infection I had and were therefore unlikely to repeat. She is happy to continue seeing me in the KYM2* scheme and doesn’t think that I need to be upgraded to the high risk clinic.

Can we get a woohoo over here?

I really really didn’t want to be seeing the doctors for the remainder of my pregnancy. I really wanted to continue seeing the midwives, if for no other reason than there is NO WAIT TIME for your appointment, as opposed to a wait time of 45mins+ in the clinics.

Phew.

I am back to measuring small for dates, which is very reminiscent of my pregnancy with Amy. We discussed it and have decided that that is probably just how my body will always be. (I measured 23cm at almost 26w4d, that makes me just about a month behind)

We know from last Monday that the little boy is healthy and happy in there, even if on the ultrasound he was measuring behind for dates. But again, very similiar to what happened with Amy. With Amy, we were told to expect a 5lb baby and she was 7lb6oz. So not stressed.

But oh my word, I cannot imagine how huge I would be feeling if I was actually measuring to dates! I know I am much bigger this time around, simply because my belly is poking out, rather than hiding back near my backbone somewhere.

Hehe.

We’re getting there.

*KYM2 = Know Your Midwife group 2. My hospital runs various forms of antenatal clinics. One of them is the KYM and KYM2 schemes, where you are seen by a group of 4-6 midwives during your pregnancy provided everything is well.

And still very much pregnant.

After a big scan this morning, the doctors have determined that everything is fine. My cervix is still nice and long and closed, with no funneling. The baby is active and growing well and my placenta is healthy and away from my cervix.

They have no idea what caused me to lose the mucus plug, but they suspect that it was the infection that I had.

I’m not on bedrest, just ‘light’ rest. IE: I get to have Nathan do all the lifting of the washing baskets and the vacuuming.

The baby flipped head down while I was in the hospital, so I can officially stop complaining about feet in my bladder. My entire belly has dropped too, so I can almost breathe properly again.

I have been told to be extra vigilant and to ring the hospital if there is anything going on that doesn’t feel right.

You have no idea how pleased I am to be home. I’m tired (hopsital isn’t exactly the most restful place, heh) and strung out and CANNOT wait for bedtime tonight.

As I write this, Amy is having a tantrum because THINGS AREN’T WORKING RIGHT (think she’s been stressed too?) and Nathan is cooking tea. Gotta love that man.

Thanks so much to Mum who updated my blog and also to everyone who commented and thought of me. You have no idea how much it meant to me to come home and see all my emails. I’m still trying to work my way through them!

You guys are awesome.