Every day during my pregnancy, I’m forced to make the choice between eating something delicious and being able to sleep at night. Yeah, I tend to choose the salsa or hot sauce or carbonated beverage… Now I must live with the consequences of being up all night burping, thinking I’m about to puke, trying to fall asleep upright, and stifling the acid reflux with off-brand Tums.
Hey, guys! As you guys probably know, I’m 38 weeks pregnant (that’s out of a 40 week gestation period, my friends who may not be aware). What you don’t know is that my baby is currently in a breech position — which is just no good for those of us interested in a natural birth plan. By the way, only 3-4% of babes are breech (head not down in the birth canal) by week 37…so it’s sort of a raw deal.
We tried all kinds of things to encourage her to flip on her own. Weird stuff like swimming, handstands, underwater somersaults, yoga positions, peppermint oil, flashlight enticement, cold packs on my upper abdomen, playing music down by my junk — you name it! She just ain’t budgin’.
We have a procedure scheduled this week called an “external cephalic version,” where doctors will try to turn her by manipulating her position from outside my belly. It’s kind of a last attempt for avoiding having to have a C-section. C-sections aren’t the devil, but they do have way more risks than a natural, intervention-free birth.
Could you please say a prayer, make a wish, send a vibe, and/or throw out some positive energy for us? I would appreciate it so much.
Thank you, everyone!!