This very well could be the last pregnant belly post which is both exciting and terrifying. Our little lady is being pretty stubborn and has decided to be facing the wrong direction. Unless she turns, I'll have to have a c-section which is the complete opposite of the natural, unmedicated birth that I've been focusing on. I'm still holding out hope that she will turn and I'm doing everything I can do to get her to turn. Unfortunately my doctors and many other doctors won't deliver a breech baby. If only I lived in Canada. I'm trying to come to terms with it but since I've never even had stitches, a broken bone, or surgery I'm finding this a little tough. 3-4% of babies are breech...if only I were playing the lottery.
The swelling has settled in this week. I've been extremely lucky compared to many women I've talked to and read about. I took off my shoes and socks the other day and cracked up laughing because it looked like my foot was just pulled out of a mold but the toes weren't separated. I generally have chubby feet but this was a new level of Flintstone feet for sure. It's hilarious to have this stuff happening to your body and you have limited control over it.
All of that aside, 10 days to my due date. Her room is ready and we have everything she could ever need. I am so ready to meet her and share her name!
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