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Come on, baby, move.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

For most of the pregnancy, Baby Girl has been a fairly active baby in the womb (for which I have been very glad).  Getting to watch her dance in my belly, at times, has been a lot of fun.  I have many times tried to envisioned exactly what she is doing in there - little girl so busy going nowhere. :)  

Movement in the womb during this pregnancy is incredibly reassuring for me.  It was that very lack of movement in my last pregnancy that first indicated to me that something was wrong with Bennett.  When Bennett was born, I quickly learned that he was estimated to be less than 24 hours from death.  Had I not noticed his movements slowing, he might have been a stillborn.

So, even the slightest bit of slowing down of movement can quickly bring me back to a place of intense fear and helplessness.  That's exactly what happened yesterday morning.

A few days ago, I noticed Baby Girl wasn't moving as actively as usual.  I didn't say anything to anybody, except maybe a random comment to Brian here and there (which was more talking out loud to myself than anything).

I didn't even mention my fears to my doctor on Tuesday at my 28 Week OBGYN appointment.  I just kept trying to reassure myself inside that just because I felt she wasn't moving a much didn't necessarily mean something was wrong.

But Tuesday night, when I happened to wake up briefly at 3AM, I checked in on the baby.  She didn't really move much.  But, again, I reassured myself she was probably sleeping and not to worry.  

It wasn't until I got up yesterday morning to get the boys ready for school that my fears finally "went there." My mind tried to stay calm but inside I began to accept that maybe there was something really wrong - a cord issue, a blood clot, something else entirely.

I woke up, got the boys dressed and put Bennett on his Vest.  Then, I ate breakfast washing it down with a can of diet coke with the hope my sleepy baby might wake up.  "Come on, baby, move," I said under my breath, "show me you're ok."

I felt maybe feel the tiniest of movement but it was so soft that I wondered if maybe I'm "just making it up" or maybe "it's just gas."  I needed a few strong kicks but they didn't come.

I told Brian that I was worried and that I was going to try to go in to my OBGYN to get monitored.

I hate the feeling that I'm being dramatic or worrying needlessly.  But I also have a very clear moment in my own life when following my intuition was right on the mark and had I not followed it, Bennett would not be here.  So, I reminded myself that additional reassurance all is well is never wasted.

Telling Brian about my fears was very deliberate this time.  I specifically asked Brian to drop the kids off at school and meet me at the OBGYN clinic while I was going to be monitored.  This was an important step for me this time because last time, I never told Brian my fears.

The morning of Bennett's birth, Brian had no idea I had been afraid the baby had died in the womb. Brian knew nothing until I texted him from the hospital saying, "Baby has stopped moving in the womb.  They've decided to induce.  Please come to the hospital soon!!"

I vividly remember the loneliness I felt when Bennett was being monitored, as I began to realize that I might have completely lost the pregnancy.  Because I hadn't told anyone of my fears, no one was there with me when I learned something was wrong with Bennett.  I wanted it to be different this time.  I didn't want to be alone this time.  I needed Brian.


So, I went in yesterday morning to the OB's office.  I didn't call.  I just went in.

"I'm not feeling the baby move very much so I would like to be monitored," I explained to the lady at the front desk.  The front desk lady sweetly told me to take a seat and she'd take care of it.

A few minutes later, she came back and said, "well, your doctor isn't going to be in for another hour.  But, we can monitor you then."

That wasn't good enough.  I wouldn't be able to wait an hour.  I suggested that maybe I could go to the ER instead, if they didn't think think they could accommodate me.  The nurse explained the ER would probably send me back to their office.

I felt in a quandary.  I asked, "is there no way to go ahead and put me on the monitor machine?  If something is wrong with the baby, I would like to know now."
She responded, "yeah, but you feel the baby move."

I realized that I had apparently used a phrase that was too reassuring for the nurses.  In hindsight, I probably should have told them the baby had stopped moving.

I replied, "yeah I have felt the baby move, but only barely."
The nurse realized I was seriously worried and wasn't likely going anywhere.
So, she went to talk with some other nurses in the back to see what she could do.

The lady finally came out and explained that the doctor-on-call would monitor me.  I felt relieved.

While she went to get everything set up, my own OBGYN's nurse, named Sherell, a very sweet black woman whom I enjoy getting to talk to each time I have an appointment there came out to reassure me.

She very tenderly put her hand on my back and in a very motherly voice said, "it will be ok.  I'm sure baby is fine.  We'll give you some apple juice to get her waking up.  You don't need to worry."

It was just enough love and care to bring my tears to the surface.  I had held them back all morning but now they came flooding out.  The truth is I was terrified things were not ok.  And I hated not knowing one way or the other.

Within a few minutes, I was sitting in a comfy chair, monitors strapped to my belly, the sound of a heartbeat filling the room.  Brian came in shortly there after and we watched the monitor screen to see if the baby was ok.



I was instructed to push a button whenever I felt the baby move.  Although the baby was moving in the womb some (captured on the monitor), it was clear that for some time, I really wasn't feeling much movement.

The nurse came in and handed Brian and me the TV remote control, explaining if we wanted to watch TV while we waited, we could.  But we didn't.  All we wanted to do was hear the lullaby of our baby's heartbeat and enjoy the incredibly annoying but reassuring muffled sounds of movement inside the womb.

After 20 minutes, the doctor-on-call came in and said the baby is was doing beautifully and we had nothing to worry about.  She said, "you know, babies start slowing down their movement because they start getting bigger and run out of space" (the exact same thing my OBGYN told me two weeks before Bennett stopped moving in the womb due to his colon bursting in utero).  But even the doc on call stopped herself and said, "well, you're 29 weeks so it's pretty early for the baby to get too cramped...."

This left me still not understanding why the Baby's movements had slowed.  But, I reassured myself, she is likely fine for now.


Eventually, I was taken off the monitors and started to get ready to leave before the nurse returned to ask if I would stay so my own OBGYN could talk to me for a few minutes.  Apparently, about the time I was leaving was the very moment my own OBGYN was walking through the office doors.

After being moved to a new patient room, my OBGYN came in, her nurse rolling a cart behind her.  The OB announced she wanted to do an ultrasound to find out exactly why Baby may not be kicking/moving much.  Her suspicion was that the baby may have flipped in the womb.

The OBGYN took the ultrasound wand to right above my pelvic bone.  There wasn't anything there but ambiotic fluid.  "See?" she said, "the baby isn't there anymore.  Your baby girl has been head down for a while now but apparently she has found herself transverse.  Your baby girl isn't very comfortable but she's found a way to get herself up here, where she is now oblique."

I couldn't believe the baby had flipped completely and I had no idea.  The doctor went on, "no wonder you can't feel her.  She's squished and probably just doesn't have much room to move.  This makes a lot of sense of why her movements have felt differently.

I could see the baby on the black and white ultrasound monitor.  It was good to see her wiggling around.  I could tell the OBGYN was feeling relief.  So was I.

Apparently, the little stinker was doing just fine, she just decided to get into a new position and cause her mother to panic.

Thankfully, knowing the Baby's lack of movement is likely just because in a precarious position helped my nerves tremendously.  We finished up at the OBGYN's office.  As we were leaving, Brian said, "I know little girls are drama but I just didn't think it was going to start so soon!"  :)

I have had a really pleasant pregnancy but I'm anxious for the next 11 weeks to go fast.  I'm ready to get this baby out so I don't have to worry so much about the dangers inside the womb and of what I cannot see.  I am just incredibly thankful for a wonderful OBGYN staff who were incredibly encouraging yesterday and a husband who was very supportive.

Starting today I am going to begin charting my "kick counts" so I can get a better idea of what is "normal" and "not normal" for her.

It's hard not to allow Bennett's traumatic experience color my perspective this time around.  But I know the best way to cope is to just live one day, one moment at a time.

Today I feel good.  Hopefully I will tomorrow too.  But I'll wait until tomorrow to worry about that. :)

2 Responses to “Come on, baby, move.”

  1. your posts so very therapeutic to my own soul. such a sweet soul your daughter will inherit - keep on living and loving.

    "how glorious the splendor of a human heart that trusts that it is loved."
    -brennan manning

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  2. I found your blog on Friday and have been reading from the start of your blog. Though I am not in the CF world, because of Ava's 65 Roses blog, I've had an interest in CF. I remember seeing adverts when I was a child, trying to raise money for research for it. Not anymore :-( Now i find myself following along, cheering you all on and praying for you all to thrive and stay happy. From South Africa.

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