In two weeks the intended parents and I head to the doctor’s office for an ultrasound. During the ultrasound they will check to make sure that everything is developing correctly and the gender for the baby will be revealed. Along with all of this we will find out if the baby shift upward or if it is still positioned low near my cervix.
Of course I am no doctor, but I have a strong feeling that everything is fine in regards to the development of the baby, and I am really excited to find out what the gender is, but I must admit my mind is mostly focused on where the baby is situated at this point.
By definition placenta previa occurs when the placenta attaches in the lower portion of the uterus instead of in the normal position in the upper more muscular portion of the uterus. Placenta previa will often correct itself during pregnancy. In more than 90 percent of women diagnosed with placenta previa in the second trimester, the placenta will correct itself by the end of the pregnancy. The placenta itself doesn’t actually move, but as the uterus stretches it is not as close to the cervix as it was earlier in pregnancy.
If placenta previa, however, does not correct itself there are several things that can be done to manage it. Placenta previa will usually require bed rest and frequent visits to your doctor or hospital. In most cases of placenta previa a cesarean section is necessary due to the location of the placenta.
Shockingly, it is not the cesarean section that has my mind’s attention, but more so the bed rest. You see I get cabin fever very easily. I remember one time in the first few years that I was married and we were snowed in our place. II got bundled up, and walked to the CVS (2 mile walk round trip) to get milk. We didn’t need milk I just needed to get out of the house. In the same spirit, when Liam was born, which was in February, I used to bundle him up, and take him for walks up and down the street where we live just to get out of the house.
I do not sit well and I think bed rest would drive me crazy. I think watching TV and catching up on all my gossip online would get old really quickly. Of course, I have no idea what the limitations of a bed rest would be or if I even need one. However, mentally I like to try to wrap my brain around it to prepare myself for whatever may come. I have come up with a few silver linings to this if this if this were to be how things played out. I commute to work 3 days a week, 45 miles one way. That amount of money I would save in gas alone would be heavenly. Second, lately the tiredness has been overwhelming, regular mid-afternoon naps sound glorious.
In any case whatever happens, happens. My main thought is waiting for D Day whether it be cesarean section or not and seeing the intended parents hold their baby. That’s what places a smile on my face and gives me sweet dreams at night.