Musings of a Multi-Cultural Mind

On Wednesday 12/14/16, at 2:50am, our little king arrived.  He made quite an entrance too.... We arrived at the hospital on Tuesday, 12/13, at 7:30am, and met with our OB to do a final ultrasound to see what position our son was in.  Low and behold, he had moved into a head-straight-down position, very far down in my pelvis.  So we had to make the final decision as to whether we wanted to proceed with a c-section or go with a vaginal birth.  Our OB really made the case to go with vaginal since it was now a possibility so that I would have a much shorter recovery time, so we decided to give it a go.  All the birthing/delivery rooms were full at that point though, so we went off to the cafeteria for breakfast to wait it out a few hours.  In that time I remember feeling so nervous.  Did I make the right decision?  I was already mentally prepared for a c-section and the recovery that would be involved with that type of birth.  No labor, a quick...

The past couple of weeks since Thanksgiving have been pretty busy.  We've been going to our ultrasound and prenatal appointments, and our doctor determined she'd like to deliver our baby at 37 weeks by C-Section on 12/13.  Seems my little guy is looking good in there, enough fluid, decent size (surprisingly doesn't seem overly-big so far!) and dropped low into my pelvis head down.  Problem is, he's at an odd angle - kinda sideways - which has been pretty painful for me.  He could end up moving into a more straight down pose, but on top of that, my blood sugar levels have just been too hard to control.  I'll eat something one day and I'm fine; the same thing the next day will send my sugars soaring.  But then I'll take a nap and wake up shaking and nearly comatose from extreme lows, so I can't risk increasing my insulin dose either.  Throughout all this, I've been so impressed with my OB and the diabetic nurses/counselors with Sharp-Rees Stealey.  ...