Well! I am certainly feeling like a drama queen.
First there’s my big news, and then on Saturday, after a night of dancing at a good friend’s wedding, I found myself feeling. . odd. Heavy. Well, my stomach felt heavy.
I kind of flopped around the house and still felt strange on Sunday. I try not to consult Dr. Google too much due to the extreme scariness factor, but pretty much everything I read on Teh Internet said stuff about “incompetent cervix” and “miscarriage” and Other Scary Things.
While I don’t think I’m immune from potential issues, I was feeling pretty good about my cervix. I mean, when I was 37 weeks with Charlie’s ginormous self (7lbs. 14 oz), the doctor said I was locked up like a drum. And then he was delivered via emergency c-section so previous damage is unlikely.
But STILL. There were many dire warnings, so I decided to call and have a chat with someone. I figured a nurse would tell me I was neurotic and send me on my way.
Apparently you only talk to doctors in this office, which is good, but I’m not used to it. I explained the sitch to the on-call doc and he said: bedrest until you can get an appointment tomorrow.
Ummm. . . what?!?
So I laid on the couch like a fair maiden or something for the remainder of Sunday. It was fine. I spent a lot of time checking my Twitter, hanging out, I finished a freelance piece that was due. I felt pretty good, really, since in general this pregnancy has been running me ragged and lying on the couch is basically the epitome of lazy. I did fold some clothes, but that was about it.
For the record, if you’re going to have a child and be on bedrest, there’s probably no better child than a disabled one. While I couldn’t pick Charlie up, he was THRILLED to have mommy hanging out with him all afternoon. Right there. All day. He’d glance up every now and then and just give me a smile. *heart melt*
So I hit the doctor today really not knowing what to expect. Would it be nothing? Or would it be some sort of Very Bad Situation? I braced myself.
After some serious prodding (we’re still early here) the nurse was able to discern two heartbeats–both seemed to be beating steadily.
The doctor came in, asked some questions, and then did an exam. He pronounced my cervix to be hanging low–most-likely due to a previous pregnancy. He also suggested that I refrain from dancing the night away unless I want to loosen things up even more.
Good news: this should have absolutely no effect on the pregnancy as it is still closed up tight like it’s supposed to be.
Bad News: Doctor said I should expect to get more and more uncomfortable as the pregnancy progresses! Whee!
So, to recap: two heartbeats, and a fully-functional, but saggy cervix. I’ll take it.