During our 18 week ultrasound, the radiologist determined that I had a low lying placenta. There is a standard measurement used to determine the preferred distance of the placenta from the cervix and we were a mere 4mm short. Generally the placenta will move further away from the cervix as the uterus expands, but they perform an ultrasound during the 3rd trimester just to make sure. In the worst case scenario, the placenta would not have moved, resulting in the need for a cesarean section delivery. We had our ultrasound yesterday. The technician thought that it looked fine and now we are just waiting to get the confirmation once the radiologist reviews the ultrasound results.
Our ultrasound started out well enough, but quickly took an unexpected turn about 10 minutes in. I started feeling a little lightheaded and uncomfortable but didn't think much of it. I tried to dismiss it and just stared at Dunebuggy up on the screen but the feeling didn't subside. Soon I began to sweat and I could tell something definitely wasn't right, I was about to pass out during the middle of the ultrasound. I asked Brandon to hand me my bottle of water because I wasn't feeling well and the technician quickly tuned in to the fact that I wasn't well. She quickly helped me sit up as she explained it was most likely due to the pressure of Dunebuggy on my organs and blood vessels. After sitting up, drinking some water, and putting a wet cloth on my forehead the feeling subsided and I slowly felt "normal" again.
Unfortunately, this episode put an abrupt stop to our ultrasound. The technician had taken all the necessary pictures the radiologist needed so there was no need to continue. I was a little upset that we didn't get to see Dunebuggy for very long and even more upset that we only got one picture of her. It's a picture of her face (on the right) and she appears to have chubby little cheeks that I can't wait to kiss on.
According to the technician, she appears to still be a girl...thank goodness. I had visions of us going in there and finding out that what we thought was a she was really a he. That would have put a big twist on things! She also said that she saw hair on Dunebuggy's head. I am hoping it will be red but the chances of that happening are minimal as red hair is a recessive gene.
Dunebuggy is slowly running out of room in there and that was evident when we saw how big she was on the screen. She was moving during the ultrasound but her movements were minimal compared to the flips she was doing at 18 weeks. She is in the proper position, head down, which explains the uncomfortableness I sometimes get in my ribs from her kicking. Now I can identify her little body parts when they are pressed against my belly. Her bottom generally stays around the level of my belly button and her legs and feet are just below my rib cage.
When I was younger I always thought I would be a mom before the age of 30. I guess I am going to miss that by a few months. Turning 30 hasn't really hit me yet and I have never been one for being down about my age. Looking back at the first 30 years of my life there have been good times and there have been bad times. Although I would like to forget the bad, they have taught me some valuable lessons that have helped mold me into who I am today. I wouldn't change a thing, as I feel so blessed to be where I am right now in my life. I have a wonderful husband that loves me and I can't wait to start our little family together. I have a feeling these next 30 years are going to blow the first 30 out of the water!
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