It’s been some time since an update. So far we are looking at Benjamin delivering next week on July 15th. This will be firmed up by my doctor this Thursday when I go meet with him.
Benjamin has had heart decelerations on the non-stress tests for some time. Because of this the doctor wanted to deliver on the 8th of July (37 weeks). I thought it to be a good idea too and succumbed to a amniocentesis last week. I was deathly afraid of having a needle go through my abdomen next to my belly button. I felt that if I didn’t do it, I would have a worst day than going through it as I didn’t want to wait to week 38. I cried for a few moments while in the room alone and kept asking the Lord to be with me. The procedure was quick and “almost” painless. I couldn’t believe how easy it was. He has been doing the procedure since 1987 so maybe that had something to do with it too.
The results of the amniocentesis came back that his lungs weren’t even close to being ready. The doctor and I and my husband were pretty surprised. So, we wait and monitor the little guy. I went in for a steroid shot yesterday to develop his lungs. It hurt horribly compared to the amniocentesis. I can hardly wait to go back in today to get my 2nd shot. : (
Last night before bed I listened to our little baby on the doppler as I usually do. He usually is around the 120’s and sometimes dips for a few moments down to 100. It’s his normal. Well, last night he was at 100 right off the bat. He stayed there the 3 minutes that I listened, I finally went to share with my husband that I might need to go in. I kept monitoring him (30 minutes, trying different positions) and his heart rate would go up for a few seconds and go back to 100. I had two options… try to avoid the hospital visit and keep him in avoiding an early delivery and having him parted from me to the NICU in Spokane 4 hours away but at the expense of possibly losing a baby. Or getting checked knowing he could be delivered that day and having a live, healthy baby that I may not be able to bring home for a week or so. I decided to go in to the hospital an hour away. It was 11:00 at night. When I arrived at the hospital of course his heart rate was back to normal. I was glad in a sense though I wish they could see what I saw at home so I’m still not completely relieved. They sent me home after 1:30 am. I got home and got to sleep around 3:00 last night.
So, I don’t know what happened last night on the doppler. It does make me nervous. Leaving the home 2-3 times a week for appointments is emotionally hard. I know the end is very close but not close enough until he is out of my womb and into my arms with this heart rate concern. He needs prayer and I need prayer. This pregnancy has by far been much harder physically and emotionally than the twins. In a sense I hope this may be the last baby as my fear of losing a baby seems to go up the older I get – and the reality that the risk is increased.
I’ll see about making some time to share out fun, normal pictures of life here before baby is born. We just had a birthday yesterday and have been blessed with about 100 lbs of cherries in which my husband has been pitting for days.