I really thought I just had a lazy baby. Just a lie around in the placental pool kind of girl. You know, soak in the nutrients, bask in the warmth of the womb, listen to the soothing wave like sounds of the uterus. She is a roller, not a kicker. So I thought hey – she is lazy. Then, on Sunday, she stopped rolling. I thought, “Man this chick is tired.”
On Monday I drank a lot of sugar juice, ate tons of candy and let the kids rough house with me all day. All of these things usually excite or piss off a fetus enough to try and kick your ass from within using their little tiny legs. Not my girl. All yesterday she remained my lazy baby. Then I thought it must be the sleep aid I took – baby must be really conked out. While this did not make me happy – I waited. Laid on my left side. Pushed really hard on my giant belly from all angles. NOTHING.
This morning I ran around like a chicken with my head cut off trying to get the kids to school and then I dropped them off and went to get my morning lifelineDiet Coke when I realized that still my baby girl was not moving. So I called the OB and left a message. Unlike the usual wait of a majillion hours – the nurse called me back in less than a half hour. Excuse my language but SHIT! The wonderful nurse, the same who has had to tell me that I lost pregnancies when my HCG levels plummeted, asked me if I had done a kick check. This means the baby kicks, at 30 weeks, about 10 times in an hour. I said I have RLS and lay awake for hours on my left side. I said I tried to make the baby move. This little chicken was not kickin’. She said she didn’t want to just check for a heartbeat and that my doctor would want me to have an ultrasound and then have me meet with the doctor on call.
Appointment time: 2:30.
Miles’ nap time: 1:30 -3:30
Sophia’s Ballet Time: 4:00
I dropped Sophia off at her dad’s office and prayed for the best taking Miles with me. Part of me thought it might be quick and he might make it though the visit a happy camper.
When we got there I really still thought this was going to be one of those things where I go in and then baby girl starts kicking around having an amniotic pool party and being all dramatic about making herself known and me look like an ass. I only wish!
The ultrasound tech saw a strong heartbeat and my beautiful baby girl did start her rolling back and forth again but turns out she is a roller because she is breech and she may be having trouble moving around because I have low amniotic fluid. Turns out there’s no pool party in there. While the levels are not dangerously low (I have not previously googled low amniotic fluid and had a very unhappy Miles with me so I was the dumbass who did not ask for an actual number) she said they wanted to do an NST or a fetal Non Stress Test.
Completing a 20 minute test with a huge band around your tummy and a 19 month old on your lap is exhausting and takes longer than 20 minutes. It took us almost 45 minutes to get 20 minutes of data on baby’s heartbeat. Miles cried on my lap the whole time. Big crocodile tears. He was scared of the machine so he would not lay next to me. Instead, he sat on top of my knees the whole freaking time. With my RLS I would categorize this as almost extreme pain. I could hear the heartbeat though. It was faint, because she is all ass backwards in there, but it was steady for the most part.
From the NST room to the doctor’s room we went. Time now almost 4 pm. Miles was exhausted. So was I. The doctor basically told me that they needed to see me within the week to re-check the fluid levels and that low fluid could be caused by a leak, by placenta problems (again with my f’ed up placenta I know!) or by issues with the baby’s kidneys. She said that many women are able to go full term with no problems but that the low fluid would make it hard for the baby to turn around and that it would need monitoring.
We finally left at 4:15 p.m. Miles was hysterically crying and I was tearing up. We drove straight to ballet at this point to pick Sophia and Ross up. Miles got no nap today. Turns out my little fetus is not just napping in there either. I REALLY thought my girl was just a loafer and was not expecting this news. I am still glad to know what is going on. As I learn more I will let you know!
While I am going to attempt to remain positive, please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. I would really like to deliver a full term baby without the need for a c-section if at all possible.
I am off to google the crap out of getting babies to turn around and I am sure I will end up freaking myself out if I keep looking at low amniotic fluid scenarios!
Do remember though – mommy instincts are good. My husband thought I was being silly at first. The doctor was very glad I had come in. She said this was something that was important to find and that it is best that we monitor it and have a plan for me and the baby.
If you have questions or concerns about your health, whether pregnant or not, do more than google it. Call your doctor. Make an appointment. Then you can google the bajiminies out of some real information when you get home.
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