This week, I'm 35 weeks. That's only 5 weeks until my due date...what?! That kind of snuck up on me. The end of last week was a doozie for my boys. They both had a fever virus; Parker was worse than Conner. At one point his temp reached just under 103 and that's something that no mama really wants to see or deal with. After a dr visit determining he had only a virus (what a waste of time), we just left him alone to recover. Saturday night, he slept for 16 hours. HOURS. crazy. Sunday, the fever was just low grade and he was all better.
I had my 35w appt today. It included an ultrasound and the group B strep test. If we would have done the ultrasound first, the strep test would not have been necessary. A few things about baby no name...he's breech. Yes, that's his
head that I have been pushing on when it hurts. Sorry, little dude, I thought it was your butt. He is butt down, legs over his head and still a boy. I had her check. The placentas...still there...the band....still there. The only 'difference' is that he is now on both sides of the band instead of just hanging out on one side. Both of these things point to a c-section. I signed up for a tubal while I scheduled the surgery. He
is measuring small. We don't know if he's just going to be small or if there is a true growth restriction. I will have weekly ultrasounds as well as non-stress tests until he is born. I still haven't gained any weight (even though I have been eating lots of pb and ice cream, sometimes together, sometimes alone) and my belly is still measuring the same as it was last week. Overall, he is measuring just over a week behind but looks good otherwise and he has lots of hair.
I will be honest. I am terrified. I do not want a c-section. I know it's best and that's what's important but it just sounds crappy.
35w.
