I saw my OB yesterday, who we will call Dr. Shannon from now on, for my regular 28 week checkup and to review Dr. TeleMed’s report. I am so thankful for having found Dr. Shannon. She was so kind, said all the right things and rolled her eyes when we said we teleconferenced with Dr. TeleMed.
First, though, thank you for all the kind comments. You all made me cry, laugh and just feel so much better. One of the biggest problems with having your closest friends and family so far away is that when you REALLY need a hug, you often can’t find one. Your comments were the hug I really needed.
So back to yesterday. Dr. Shannon was super pleased that Dr. TeleMed’s first statement was that we will plan for natural birth. He would not have said this if he did not think it was a real possibility, she explained. As for all the other “this could happen, that could happen, doom doom doom,” Dr. TeleMed was basically covering his ass. She also pointed out that Dr. TeleMed is a high risk doctor – it is his JOB to look for all the possible horrible things that could happen no matter how minimal the risk.
I asked if she felt a 6 week ultrasound was too little following to make sure Chicken was ok and she said, no, that actually she was a little worried to do an ultrasound at 32 weeks due to it becoming harder and harder to get accurate measurements as baby gets larger. Her biggest concern is not that we’ll have a massive bleed and lose baby, and not that baby might not get enough nutrients and thrive, but that Dr. TeleMed is going to get an inaccurate reading and think the baby is “too big to fit” out of my little lady parts. She reiterated what I already know about “big babies,” saying that a baby who is truly too large to fit is rare and that without the risk of gestational diabetes and other complications, there just was not evidence backing the big baby claims.
She did agree to start doing two week checkups now so we can keep tabs on baby’s heart and my belly growth. I’m allowed to call or email if I have ANY concerns or worries at all, and that I should open up that Hypno Babies box and dig in, because my chance of natural birth, and bringing home a happy healthy baby are still very high – we are just watching for any last minute drama.
I expressed my worries about vasa previa and a massive bleed that kills baby and she said that there is ALWAYS a risk of hemorrhage and baby loss in a situation like this, but it is a very, very small risk. She said my risk of a maternal hemorrhage from retained placenta is much higher, but since I’ll be in a hospital setting and we are already aware of my placenta issues we’ll be ready to address it. I also got the impression the risks associated with c-section (and there are a lot of risks with such a major surgery) actually outweigh the chance of hemorrhage from vascular/placenta issues.
I walked away from the appointment feeling better about our situation. Is there still risk? Yeah. Does it still suck and scare the pants off me? Absolutely. However, I trust that Dr. Shannon has our best interest at heart, and that she is also willing to listen to Dr. TeleMed should he voice serious concern.
Despite all this, I still have not unboxed and put baby shower gifts away. I still have not washed onsies. I was going to push myself to do this, but decided to instead honor my gut. I’ll know when it is time. Until then, tonight I’m going to clear some more space in the guest room closet and store it all there, boxes and all. Heck, most of it we might not even want to unpack before we move to NYC anyways. It might be easier to just function in a very bare-bones fashion for the first few weeks. Right? At least that is what I’m telling myself. My baby will make it here one way or another and hopefully mommy will still have all her whits when he/she makes the great debut!
And now a quick NYC update: we have found a rocking real estate agent (can’t remember if I told you this) who actually said, “We are going to make this transition as smooth and easy on you and your family as possible.” I know she probably says this to everyone, and that a statement alone can’t ensure an easy go, but DAMN if it did not make me cry happy tears of relief. The Professor also contacted a mortgage person (lender? broker? this is all so foreign to me that I don’t even know the jargon!) who was recommended by a close and financially savvy family friend. This guy was also awesome and was confident we’ll have no trouble qualifying for enough mortgage to get us a modest place in a safe area. Will it be super luxurious? Dude, no way in hell. But I am terribly handy with paint and can spruce even the ugliest bathroom up on a dime. Next step: taxes and the actual mortgage application!