The OB appointment went fine on Monday. We’re at 35 weeks. (gulp)
It was a growth scan – I guess the last one! – where they measure and check all the organs, the size of the skulls, fluid levels, and the babies’ weights. We’ve got the boy at 5 lbs and 3 oz and the girl at 5 lbs. The doctor says that is a solid weight for both of them. The technician said the girl’s head is a little smaller and skinnier and the boy’s head is a little rounder, which is why he’s a little bit heavier. Apparently the boy has my fat head (Koreans have big heads)! The girl is still head down and in an ideal position, but strangely the boy is lying across my lower stomach (transverse). But, both have dropped lower.
My blood sugar levels are fine, my blood pressure is perfect, and health-wise, we’re all doing just great. I’m always amazed at how smooth this has gone so far.
(I always send a “Bump update” – namely because I like the cute comparison between the babies and fruit). Sweet as Honeydew!
Next week, they will do some other tests – to check for any bacteria and do some internals. We’ll also go ahead and schedule my C-section for March 1st and fill out some paperwork for it. If the babies come earlier that’s fine, too, but they like to go ahead and make an appointment ahead of time. We met with a pediatrician’s office (Dr. Verma and Dr. Kadewari) on Thursday to chat…I had such a great feeling about them…and we just talked through some general questions.
…So these last couple of weeks have truly been an exercise in patience…which has been sustained by prayer. There are moments that I’m so ready, and then there are moments I never want them to come out – like they seem the safest where they are right now. There are moments I just want to take my belly off for a few minutes and put it on the couch next to me, and then there are moments I relish the nudging and hiccups. There are very few moments I’m not feeling some kind of pain and discomfort, and there are many moments I feel I am already so in love.
But, I need to breathe…and thankfully there’s something about prayer that’s very conducive to breathing…and helpful for patience, which is something I have a feeling I will be learning how to do/be for the rest of my life.