Day of the 3 hour glucose

Traffic was bad… and I’m so not used to driving in it.  So I got here a little late.  I haven’t had anything to eat since about 10pm.  My dinner? Corn on the cob, chicken parmesan pasta, a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and a glass of milk.  Don’t judge. 

I just finished chugging this: 

That’s 10 ounces of syrupy orange deliciousness! (Not really) But at least it was cold.  I’ll have the orange cold every day of the week over warm lime.  Even so, I thought I was gonna barf on the last sip.  

They’ve already drawn my blood once for my fasting level…. and now I wait an hour for them to draw my blood again.  I’ll actually get my blood drawn 3 more times.  It won’t be until 12:30 that I can eat. 

While I’m here, I get a growth scan today! Yay! That means I get to see my baby.  And we’ll get to see exactly how big he is.

It’s been an emotional week.  One that has me a little concerned about my mental state.  Sometimes I feel like I don’t know if I can do this.  Other times, I’m ok.  

So, the goal right now is to pass this test and get through today! Here goes nothing!

Making a major milestone!

image24 weeks with Hannah                              24 weeks with baby boy

Oh my how my stomach muscles have deteriorated… NO… I’m not having twins!  But this is my second pregnancy, and my poor stomach muscles just aren’t the same.  I’m a little bigger at 24 weeks with this pregnancy than with my daughter!  My fear is: what the heck am I going to look like come full term?!  I suppose we’ll all find out soon enough. Ugh.

I had my last post-op check up this week, and my cerclage still looks great! Hooray! Moving forward, I now have several growth measurements to look forward to.  More pictures of my baby! Who doesn’t love that?!  

Women with Uterus Didelphys typically have smaller uteri.  What should have formed into one uterus, has remained two.  In my case, they are each about half the size of a normal uterus.   Because of this, doctors watch to make sure your baby continues to grow.  Since babies in a smaller uterus can sometimes run out of room, these can also measure small.

Hannah was small.  She was full term, arriving at 38 weeks, but weighed only 5 lbs. 10.5 oz, and was 18 inches long.  The pediatrician put her in the 5-10 percentile for just about every measurement.  At 18 months, she’s now up to the 50th percentile in height, and 30th for weight.  So she’s catching up! She’s super smart, and she’s basically awesome.  Small babies (to a point) don’t scare me anymore.  And if you like to look at the bright side of things… so long as that baby is head down, labor and delivery can be easier too.

Speaking of head down… baby boy is head down now too! Normal pregnancy babies can continue to turn through around 32 weeks.  Uterus didelphys babies are more likely to stay put a little earlier.  So we were super excited to see him head down this appointment!

Bonus of this recent visit… 3D imaging!!!

imageBaby boy’s face and arm

It is absolutely amazing what they can do with imaging.  My hospital (University of Colorado Hospital) actually works with 3D imaging companies to work on their technology, and all the ways they can use it, besides seeing your cute little child.  For example, for people like me, with uterus didelphys, instead of going through a painful process to see the full extent of your uterine anomaly… this imaging can show just as detailed of a picture, is much less intrusive, and much less painful.  That’s AWESOME.

24 weeks! I’m excited to get to this point, I’m excited to have a new goal, and I’m so excited to meet my son.  Next appointment… 26 weeks!

23 Weeks!

image23 Weeks!

Yesterday was my birthday, I’m 23 weeks along and I’m now just a few days from viability!!! That means, a few days from the point where doctors would save my baby should I go into labor… and THAT is a huge milestone.  Obviously I would love it if the little guy would stay in a little longer!

I had my follow up appointment from surgery this week.  I think this was the most excited my docs have ever been about how everything looks.  "Text book" was the phrase they used! I admit, I even clapped in the doctor’s office when I heard the news! LOL.  We were so excited we even printed out the ultrasound picture of my cervix. No, I’m not sharing on here.. I thought that would be a little weird! But it was so nice to see a picture of a cervix that wasn’t breaking down and that we were all nervous about.

I have one more follow up appointment on Tuesday, and then I’ll see the high risk docs symptomatically.  That means, if everything continues to feel normal, then the rest of my pregnancy will be treated as normal! Woo hoo!

We also talked about how I still need to listen to my body, and take it easy.  Last Saturday I was on my feet for a little longer than I should have been.  The muscles in my belly hurt so bad from being stretched, and not getting to rest that it almost made me cry.  We were at a charity event, and all I wanted to do was hang out with our friends. That’s what makes this hard sometimes.  I don’t like giving up things… but I REALLY don’t want to force my body into to labor early.  Unfortunately, I just need to come to terms with the fact that I can’t do as much as some of my other pregnant friends.  And that’s ok.

Moving forward, learning to balance our busy life is going to be my biggest challenge.  I’m purposefully trying not to list everything I’m working on for the next several months so that i don’t have an anxiety attack right now! Ha! One day at a time, Becky…. one day at a time. 

My cerclage

It took a couple of days, but I’m finally out of my drug-induced haze!  (No drugs were used that could harm the baby.  They just made me REALLY drowsy.) All of last week happened so fast, the whole thing just feels surreal… like I’m going to wake up and this will all have been a dream.  Despite that, the procedure to put in my cerclage could not have gone any better.

The decision was made last Tuesday.  My cervix had been shortening, much slower than last time, but enough to worry my doctors that I may, in fact, deliver a preemie.  So, after an anxious night of no sleep, we dropped our daughter off at daycare and arrived at the hospital just after 7:30 a.m. Thursday morning.  It was snowing. Hard. Sorry (kind of) news friends who had to work through that without me!  But we arrived safely, and then the waiting game began. imageDr. Donnelly prepping me for surgery.

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When you make quick decisions, you don’t really give yourself time to realize the full scope of what’s going on.  So my nerves were doing pretty good that morning.

FAIR WARNING: If you do not believe in women and flatulence, (my husband) do not read any further. STOP READING NOW.

In fact, much like last time, I was much more worried about flatulence than I was about my doctor’s ability to put in the stitch.

You see, when you first enter into operating room, everything looks “normal”. Then, after the doors close, they hoist these things that make it look like you are about to participate in an olympic event… The rings! One of my best events in elementary school.  I so got this!

Sadly, that is not what they would be used for that morning.  Long story short, they give you a spinal to numb you from the waist down, then strap your legs in, and everyone gets up close and personal.  It is my worst nightmare to be THAT gassy pregnant lady who breaks wind in all of my doctors’ faces.  I mean, I was going to be awake for this!!  MORTIFYING!!  

At least last time they assured me they’d blame it on the only male in the room… the surgeon. hahaha.  This time, it was all ladies who would be down there, so I felt it would be best to just give them fair warning.  

Fortunately for me, I was a lady even while numb from the waist down.

This time, I actually slept through my surgery.  Thank goodness… because by the time we made it all the way to that room I was one anxious pregnant lady! I had gotten so little sleep the night before that the “happy” drug they gave me knocked me out. Cold. When I woke up, they were finishing up.

Dr. Donnelly ended up sewing both cervixes together since the other one was so small comparatively.  She felt that tying the two together would cause the least amount of bleeding, and least amount of risk.

You do spot red blood afterwards.  But it’s not much, and totally normal.  In fact, it is 2 days after surgery and I’m not spotting anymore.  I feel a lot more tired than I did, and my back is sore.  But otherwise I feel pretty good! And now I wait.

The reality is, I still could go into labor at 24 weeks.  If your body wants to have the baby, you’re going to have the baby, cerclage or not.  Milestones are BIG for me from now on.  24 weeks, 32 weeks… And my goal is to make it to 36 weeks when the stitch will come out.  Wish me luck!!   

Yesterday was National Doctor’s Appreciation Day… and I couldn’t get to this post, so here it is today!  The doctors you pick can make a big difference in your care… and I don’t think I could have done any better with mine!

A HUGE thank you to these doctors for helping bring our beautiful little girl into this world! Dr. Tricia Huguelet with University of Colorado Hospital, Dr. Deb Smith with Rocky Mountain Fertility Center, Dr. Jaime Arruda with UCH, Dr. Nick Behrendt with UCH, and Dr. Joel Schwartz.  Many more thanks to come when our son arrives! We really couldn’t have done this… and stayed sane… without you! – oh, and I apologize for no makeup.  Been a little busy taking care of Hannah’s pink eye!

Relieved

So, I still don’t feel awesome… But, they squeezed me in early and the cervix measurement was just under 3 cm. Everything looks great!  What a relief!! No surgery for me! (This week anyway)

I feel a little like the girl who cried wolf… but everyone at the hospital assured me that they’d rather me come in and it be nothing, than not say anything and it be something really bad.  They’re right… my baby is not worth that risk.

Why am I still experiencing some pain? A couple of guesses… this little guy is growing fast! 

imageGreat profile shot… head is on the right.. body to the left. 

He’s measuring in the 89th percentile for growth.  They’re guessing he weighs around 12 ounces.  Because he’s growing so quickly, my uterus is accommodating by stretching, and that’s causing more round ligament pain than I’ve experienced thus far.  Round ligament pain can be a shooting pain that travels places you really don’t want to think about. 

Also right now, he’s head down.  I’d prefer he stay that way, but we’ll see. He apparently is quite the mover.  He would not sit still for the ultrasound.  I can guarantee I’m going to be sore tomorrow based on the amount of pushing and prodding we had to do to get the pictures we needed.  So, it’s very likely he’s also been punching and kicking my cervix, which like round ligament pain, is not a joyful experience.

He had a great heartbeat, all of his organs were in tact, every finger and toe was accounted for and he had normal measurements in every area they looked. 

The doctor said he looks perfect.  It looks like I’m off the hook for another week!