I had to have a non-stress test yesterday because I was showing signs of preeclampsia.
Well, I go to do the test....my blood pressure is super low (like by 20 points! it's never that low at my dr appts!) and baby is doing just fine. In fact she decided to take up tap dancing during the entire test.
*sigh*
Baby passed the test with flying colors....which is really good. I don't want her to suffer any ill effects of pregnancy.
But the kicker is I found out that if there had been the TEENIEST blip on that test, my doctor would have let me have the baby yesterday.
YESTERDAY.
As in right now I wouldn't be pregnant and actually feel sorta normal-ish. (well, as normalish as you can after a c-section I suppose)
But NOOOOOOOOOO....the doctor isn't allowed to intervene until at least 39 weeks unless there's a problem. Hospital rules. *sigh* And they're going by my July 11th due date at the hospital. *cry* Did I mention this kid is measuring bigger than Ari was? *tears! tears!*
So I'm still pregnant with a giant baby tap dancing on my cervix every few hours. *sigh* And labor is nowhere in sight.
I know I'm being super impatient, but I REALLY REALLY REALLY just want to feel normal again!
I know I'll look back on this blog posting postpartum and go, "Gee, if only I had known then that baby's birth day was x days away....."
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