Michael took off from work to take me. There are somethings that I am just a baby about and the amnio is one of them...
Basically, Dr. Hales (the specialist OB we see) inserts a thin needle through all the way into my uterus and extracts amniotic fluid from around the baby. The lab then tests the fluid to see if the baby's lungs are developed enough to be born.
Ken watched Emerald and Gabriel for us while Michael took me. He stopped and got me a big cup of Sonic ice on the way, which turned out to be a bit of a mistake because the office was so cold I was shivering uncontrollably. Probably partially due to nerves--some women say that the test doesn't hurt at all; others that it is just a little uncomfortable pinch...I am one of the ones that experiences painful menstrual-like cramps around what feels like the biggest needle in the world. Like I said, I am super immature about it, but it hurts and I don't want to go through it alone, so having Michael there was wonderful.
Unfortunately, my fluid levels were low again which made it difficult to find a good place to take. I have an anterior placenta that lays on top across my right side, which meant that they had to put the needle through the placenta to do the test. Just makes it hurt more and made me bleed a little, I hope it's okay.
After the test, which went very quickly, we had the NST. This is the first one Ben had trouble with--he was lethargic, but as Beth pointed out...it's Monday, everyone is moving slow this morning!
Now I am home and I hurt and I'm exhausted from not sleeping last night, so Mike is letting me laze about. He's nice like that.
The nurse called about an hour after we left:
One number came back positive, but the other was not, so the c-section was pushed back to Sunday, September 4th at 9am.
Okay, seriously: who does planned surgeries on a Sunday?! I sounded so stupid, because I repeated "Sunday?" on the phone with the nurse like five times.
So, I guess we are having little Ben on Sunday, which puts me coming home from the hospital on Wednesday, the day the kids start daycare. I have a Dr. Killeen appointment on Tuesday, an NST on Thursday, and then we have a baby.
How we are feelings:
Kids don't care. What did you expect? They have no idea what is going on, lol.
Michael is fine no matter what day we have the baby; he's agreeable. He was going to start his vacation on Wednesday, but I guess he will hold off until a week from today (since he all ready has Sunday off).
Me? Sure, I'm uncomfortable. My fingers are officially too big to wear my wedding ring, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in months. But Benjamin is my priority--if they told me that he needed another month, then that's what we'd do. I wouldn't risk the health of my little boy just to make it easier on myself.
Sunday has the added benefit of being the day that my parents come into town--they will probably miss the actual birth (unless the hospital is running WAY behind that day, lol), but they will be here for our hospital stay and coming home and everything. No idea what I am going to do about Emerald's birthday party...won't think about that right now. We'll take care of her; she'll have a great birthday.
Anyways, that's my update. I'm going to go take a nap.
6 more days is our new goal!
--Andie--
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