First I will get to the baby update. I am now 24 weeks along. Time is ticking away, but I find that things are slowing down some. I am happy to report that if baby was to come today (and no worries, its not going to happen) he has a 40 to 70 percent chance of living outside my belly. I always find the first 24 weeks the hardest to overcome. So much can go wrong, so much can happen. And knowing that a doctor would not do anything medically to save a baby that is born before this time (in most cases) makes me fear the pregnancy even more. Making it to this point for me at least, is a HUGE DEAL.
I had my regular OB appointment on Tuesday and discussed my "concerns" with him. I have tried on numerous occasions to have the two gentleman I see really listen to my feelings, but it seems to always go in one ear and out the other. It infuriates me and frustrates me. I wish my old doctor was still available, but I know her health is more important right now, and I rather that she get better. Until then, I took matters in my own hands (as I usually do) and stressed to my doctor that things with baby need a closer look. From the outside, you would think everything is okie. But honestly, at 24 weeks, I am still getting little fetal movement. Though a mark improvement from the last few weeks, I can honestly say, if I was asked to do a kick count in the time allotted, he would fail. And fail miserably. I rest as often as I can (probably more then I should sometimes) and feel nothing. A kick here, a slight move their. Hiccups with baby are frequent. Mostly at night between 10-11pm. If you know me and my past history, then you know why I worry. With Anabelle, her movements were timed to a T. I could look at a clock, count down, and bam, know the except moment she would start moving around, and the exact time she would stop. And of course, hiccups were very frequent with her as well. So of course, I am going to worry. I am going to worry all the time, and I am going to be one of those "WEIRD" over the top moms. Yes, this is my sixth pregnancy. That's the point. I know when to worry, and when to just pass it off. This time, I worry. Baby's heart rate looks fantastic. In the 140's. But he did notice that it dipped at least 15 points in just a matter of seconds. Calls for concern, I don't know. The other thing I have mentioned OFTEN is how small I am. At 24 weeks I look great, feel great, and unless I find something that really show my tummy, find it hard to even look pregnant sometimes. My Girl Scout parents have all known since February and said that I barely look pregnant. And you would think with your 6th, I would balloon out even sooner. As I did with Owen and Ezme. So with this "concern" he took an outside fundal measurement and realized that I am at least 2 weeks behind. Now this is just a "small" concern, but a concern. He said that I could catch up in two weeks, or it could get worse. So I am just taking things in stride right now. I go back again for a regular check-up in June. At this time I will start my scheduling for ultrasounds once a month and then about 4 weeks after that, it will be NST's. Who knows, this kiddo could come out being 10 pounds. Though I am not wishing for that. For now though, I just continue on with things. Girl Scouts will be coming to a close soon and the house needs work on it as always. Busy, busy.