So, the little Sprout is intent on being a little troublemaker. That's fine by me, kid, Battle of the Wills is one of my favorite games and I think you'll find your Mama a worthy adversary. At my doctor's visit yesterday, they did an ultrasound and found Sprout's little head hanging out right under my ribcage. Immediately, the doctor starts talking about a C-section, the one thing I've been trying to avoid/terrified of for the past 8+ months. I spent most of the rest of the day on the computer (per usual, following my doctor's visits) looking for ways to turn the baby on my own and got right down to it. So far those have included (often in combination): laying at a 45 degree angle with my legs up in the air for 20 minutes at a time, applying a bag of frozen corn to the back of Sprout's head, downward-facing dog with my knees on the couch and head on the floor, trying to find Pulsatilla, some kind of homeopathic pill, applying acupressure to the outside of my little toe, Moxibustion, which involves holding a smoldering Chinese Stick of Wonder next to my little toe for 20 minutes, researching the Webster's technique that some chiropractors perform, shining a flashlight/playing music next to my lady exit, and scoping out a pool for me to do handstands in. Clearly, I'm not messing around. If none of those work by my next visit, the doctor will try an external cephalic version, which basically means manually trying to move the baby into the position it's supposed to go. Possible side effect: the need for an emergency C-section right then and there, yea!
One technique I haven't mastered yet is deep relaxation. I'm just so frustrated. I've had a more stressful pregnancy than most (though it could be worse, thank god I'm not on bedrest) and it's just really annoying me to think that I may have done all this work and preparation for natural childbirth only to possibly need the least natural form of childbirth there is.
Words of encouragement would be welcome here, as well as any stories of how you got your baby to turn.
I'll leave you with a palate cleanser, my favorite wedding photo:
Oh, Jessica, I know this is not funny but you managed to make me laugh. I just can't help it, what with all the visuals you provided. A flashlight and music at your lady exit? Now that's one I hadn't heard. OK, so encouragement: Noelle, too, was breech, this late in the game. The doctor threatened me, too, with C-section, but she knew I was against it if at all possible. In the end (no pun intended), she actually DIDN'T turn and they just hoped for the best during my labor. My doctor ended up turning her maybe an hour or two before her grand exit, and all was good. It was amazing that it worked because there wasn't much room in there and she turned out to be almost 9 lbs. I don't know if this had anything to do with it, but I kept having to quit pushing due to the acid being shoved into my esophagus every time I did, but still NO C-section! You really don't have a whole lot of control in the matter, which is a difficult thing to accept. But Baby's got to come out somehow, so you might as well just realize God's got this one. I can't believe it's almost time already. Seems like only last week that I was watching you get married, and then looking at your side view and going, hmmmm......
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In baby class the other night, the teacher lady said a good way to turn the baby or get him/her moving is to get down on all 4's....and have your husband stand above you with a wide scarf cradling your belly (so the ends of the scarf are up in each of your husbands hands)....and shake it back and forth...kinda hard to explain but hopefully you get the idea.
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