
Today was the big day! There were a lot of birth decisions that were on hold for Kyle and me until we saw today's results. Here's a basic update:
At 1, I went to a 3rd trimester meeting hosted by Dr. Hamilton and one of the L&D nurses at Ochsner. I can't really say that I learned much, but that's no one's fault. It's just that I JUST went through a pregnancy, and I also stay on top of current info through my Babycenter and TV shows.
My OB appt was after the meeting, and it went well. My BP & urine were normal. The doctor said that I was measuring about a week behind in terms of uterine measurements, which shocked me because I feel HUGE!
Dun dun dun! At 3, I met with Dr. Robichaux, the fabulous Maternal Fetal Medicine doctor. It was 90% great news! Evie's choroid plexus cysts on the brain are nowhere to be found!!!!! She is also measuring pretty well on track. The doctor estimates that she weights 2 lbs, 12 ounces, which would put her in the 39th percentile. He says he's quite pleased with those numbers. My placenta has also moved up, and the bottom of it is about even with my c-section scar.
Here's the not-so-unexpected kicker. Evie has decided to follow in her big brother's footsteps in terms of positioning. I was not surprised to hear that she's breech - trust me, there was no mistaking the feeling of her head pressing up into my side near my ribs! She's actually completely frank breech, which means that she's got her legs and feet up in front of her face, as well as her arms and hands. I just can't imagine how that is comfortable, but she must be happy. I asked Dr. Robichaux about whether or not carrying breech babies was hereditary. He said that it isn't, although some women have the repeated issue because of the way their uterus is shaped. It seems that mine is more of a jellybean shape instead of a balloon.
ANYWAY...given the news, I've made the decision to go ahead and have another scheduled c-section. I actually thought I would be devastated at the thought of not being able to have a VBAC, but I'm actually okay with it. To tell the truth, it just feels nice to be able to have a plan. I can't lie - it's also nice to know that my due date will be moved up by at least a week. Yay! I am planning to ask my doctor if she would agree to deliver Evie on Wednesday, Sept 14th, which is my brother's birthday. He's away in Afghanistan right now, and I think it would be a nice gift for him. Who wouldn't want a niece for their birthday?! Of course, this is assuming that my OB will agree to the date, since they usually like to do it at 39 weeks exactly, which would put me at Sept 17th. I'll keep you posted.