I had another appointment today. The baby passed his non-stress test with flying colors (despite developing a serious case of hiccups right at the beginning). I also found out that the baby has dropped, that I'm 50% effaced, and that I'm starting to dilate.
Too bad I can't follow that up with, "The baby will be born on (fill in date here)." His ETA is still a giant mystery.
Do you know what else is "giant"? The baby, apparently. At least that's what it feels like. Marion also says that he "feels" big. The weird thing is that she doesn't think his size is due to my gestational diabetes because my blood sugar levels have not been too bad. She asked me today if there are big babies born in the family. (Hmmmmm. Let's ask Johannah about those nephews of mine.) So, at this point, if my baby is enormous, I get to blame those damn Murphy genes.
We will have a better idea of just how big he really is after they do the ultrasound next week. Marion says that if he looks to be 10 pounds or more, they will talk to me about a cesarean. She also reminded me that I will not be allowed to go past date. If I get into the last week and it doesn't look like anything is happening, they will schedule a day to induce. In the meantime, we're all just really hoping that this child will decide to be born early.
Posted by michelle at August 9, 2004 11:38 AM