29 Weeks

Another week that I have stayed pregnant. 29 is soo much better than 23 weeks when I was admitted. If can just make it one more week, it'll be to the 30s. That sounds so much better than delivering a baby in the 20s.

I had another appointment with the perinatologist today. I had another ultrasound to measure baby's growth. We received a bit of not-so-good news.

1. Baby is sideways, not head down. This means I will have to have a C-Section. It's easy for babies in normal pregnancies to move head down, but I have limited fluid to allow the baby to move much. It's not terrible news. I knew before I was pregnant that this could be a possibility, and I am okay with it. Some girls are so ANTI-C Sections, that it's crazy. I am just grateful to live in a time where the technology exists that allows me to still have a baby without me or my baby dying. So, not the end of the world, scheduled C-Section is fine with me.


2. My fluid level is 0.77. This is tragically low. For the last 5 measurements, I have been in the 3-4 range. For it to drop so drastically is kind of startling for me. They did notice that she had a rather full bladder, so when Baby Girl decides to pee, my fluid level will go up a little bit, but this is VERY VERY low. And there is nothing that can be done about it.


3. Baby Girl is measuring small. She's only in the 35%. Six weeks ago, when I came in, Baby Girl was measuring a week big. Then 3 weeks ago, she was measuring in the 50%. She weighs about 2 pounds 9 ounces. She's simply not growing at the rate she was before, or what she should be doing. They checked her cord to make sure it was working properly, and they said it looks fantastic. Everything looks healthy and normal, except for being so small.

The doctor said this was a miracle pregnancy. She didn't know how I was still pregnant and how Baby Girl seemed to be so healthy in these circumstances. Usually babies are in a lot more distress than my baby is in. This just proves how much we've been blessed. So many prayers have been offered and answered, and I am so grateful. I feel like I am on borrowed time. I wonder how much longer I have. I am grateful every night that I made it through one more day. And I'm grateful every morning that I made it through one more night. All these days add up to weeks. And every time, Baby Girl still has a strong and healthy heart beat. And I'm tempted to ask "How is that possible?", but I know the answer. God is answering our prayers. So, we continue to pray. Because all these medical professionals can't do anything. Just monitor and watch and chart progress. Everything is literally in the Lord's hands. So we keep praying and exercising faith.