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And today, I slowly started breathing again.  Also regaining a certain part of my sanity.

Relief.

But first things first, you are here because you want the goods.  

Back story  I didn't want to know the sex. Ian did.  But after our 13 week appointment, when I was diagnosed with placenta previa, things changed.  I needed some good news.  I needed a focal point other than the negative things I had been experiencing in the previous months.  For weeks I imagined the worse.  Preterm labor.  Loosing the baby.  Bed rest.  At first, I most feared a c-section, I eventually fully embraced that idea as long as the baby and myself made it safely to full term.

Basically, the diagnoses felt like I was told I had a rug under my feet, and without notice it could be ripped out from under my feet and how bad the fall could be "all just depends".  For a control freak like myself, all these variables were not good.  I needed the illusion I have some type of control.  And planning all things baby related around the gender was going to be my outlet.  

So today was the big day....


Any guesses?  Let's put it this way, Dad walked out of the sono room standing tall after how much the sono tech went on and on about how it was "without a doubt"--BOY!

Yay.  After I heard the news, I had already decided no matter what she had to say about my placenta, I was going to be happy happy happy.  

Then there was the issue of the placenta.

The results are in.  The placenta is now in an anterior position (reason I can't feel the baby move) and 1cm AWAY from the cervix.  MEANING, I am no longer a big scary risk or bleed just waiting to happen.























So if your keeping score, I started at the figure 1 (complete placenta previa) and I am now between figure 3 or 4.  The placenta isn't over the opening anymore, but isn't far enough over for a vaginal delivery......yet.  BUT it LIKELY will be.  He released me from pelvic rest, YAY!


More information, originally I was in the 53-98% range, now I am much closer to the 99% range!

Happy baby, Happy momma.  Now time to go enjoy some non-pelvic rest type activities.

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