***Warning I am very tired (sleeping with a watermelon belly is difficult) and very hormonal at this moment. Read this post at your own risk.
I have a Breech Baby A. This little girl has her head stuck up near my ribs and her body slouched down in my left hip. Her little feet are constantly bombarding either my cervix or her sisters head. She has always been in this footling breech position except on one evening at 29 weeks when she stuck her feet up by her head and then removed them the next morning during an ultrasound.
Her positioning gives me about a 99.9% chance of a c-section.
Just writing that makes me well up with tears.
I do not want to have massive surgery to bring these little ones into the world. I want to be at home in my own bed with my sweet husband; I want a normal natural medicine free birth, but unless she flips I’m pretty much automatically going to be put under the knife. At this point, I’d even agree to get the epidural “just in case” if a doctor would let me try the breech delivery (and the thought of that needle makes me want to pass out just thinking about it).
I think this is ludicrous! Last week(34 weeks) precious Baby A didn’t even weigh 5lbs yet due to IUGR. She’s TINY! Surely a 5lb baby can’t be too terribly hard to push out feet first! But as I live in America where the newer OB’s are taught to cut but not to deliver breech, I have no real choice.
Don’t misunderstand me, if my little ones NEED a C-section due to fetal distress or danger to my life, I would be glad to undergo the procedure. I would be thankful that C-section is a life saving option.
But at this point the NEED is not present.
I have a tiny bit of hope: my .1% chance of delivering a breech relies solely on the testimony of a friend (also expecting twins) who talked to Dr. S of my practice about the possibility of delivering breech. Dr. S told her that he likes to deliver according to the mother’s preference if there is no danger to mother or child. He will attempt to deliver a breech.
Here’s hoping that Dr. S is the office doctor tomorrow. But even if he is what are the odds that he’ll be the doctor on call that night? I haven’t even met all the doctors in this mega practice yet.
Okay… c-section rant is now out of my system. I’m sure, however, that the tears will keep coming until the uncertainty is over and the little girls are here.