100 Days!

25 weeks and 5 days = 100 days to go!  I technically could have done this post about 3 weeks ago, because since we are planning on delivering Miss Cameron at 37 weeks on September 15th, so I really only have 79 days left, but I thought I would stick with the official one.  :)

So, how did I celebrate making it to this point where the countdown is on the last day of being a 3-digit number and tonight will roll over to being just a 2 digit number?  I went and had my glucose test done!  What a way to celebrate huh? 

I knew I needed to get it done, as I've had the lab order since last week.  I figured I might as well bite the bullet and do it, so in hopes of being able to have my results by the time I go to my weekly appointment tomorrow, I got up and did it this morning.

I got to Norman Regional Healthplex this morning at 6:27 and was given a buzzer at registration so they could call me back, because they didn't open for another 3 minutes.  They called me back, verified my information, put a bracelet on me and I waited.  I got called back again shortly after and was taken back to a room and given the fizz-less orange drink.  She told me I had 5 minutes to drink it...I was thirsty and I didn't have time to mess around, so it was gone in less than a minute...and it really wasn't that bad.  I told Adam it tasted like a stronger version of the Hi-C Orange at McDonalds that had been mixed right.  He understood that analogy...lol

About 30 minutes after drinking that stuff, Cameron went NUTS!  She was all over the place!  I laughed to myself and savored every minute of it.  I was trying to read a book on my Nook, but she kept my attention for the most part.

An hour later, they took me back and nurse #1 tried to get the blood she needed...Epic Fail.  My arm still hurts from that one.  Nuse #2 tried to get the blood she needed from the other arm...after a little bit of digging, she got what she needed...that arm still hurts too.  I am a little bruised from them, but the test is done...Now I just pray that I don't have to go do the 3 hour one!  :)

So, with 100 days left and 140 under my belt, I have made it over the "hump", I get to write this post about being at 100 days left to go, and I got to take my glucose test.  All things I didn't get to do with Bailey.

And the even better part...M still feels good about it.  (To understand what this means, see this post.)  She told me she just has that feeling that Cameron is strong and everything is still going to be fine.

25 Weeks!

Not much going on this week.  We are officially 2 weeks past when Bailey was born, and still ticking along, and hopefully we continue to do so!  My app says that if Cameron was born today, she would have a 70% chance of survival...but, she needs to just hang out for another 12 weeks.

Saw Dr. M (MFM) on Monday morning, and he is pleased with how everything looks.  Cervix is still nice and long, Cameron was making sucking motions, and she was completely uncooperative.  LOL! 

Fetal Fibronectin came back negative this week, so hopefully 2 more weeks of not going into labor.  Halfway through my P17 shots...we are getting there!

Saw Dr. L (Regular Doc) on Wednesday, like normal, and heartrate was 145-150...measurement is right on track...she's pleased!  She gave me my lab slip to schedule my glucose test, so I will call and schedule that next week. 

Regular appointment again next week and it's not back to the MFM until July 11th because he's on vacation the week of July 4th.

And here are some belly shots for your viewing pleasure...The general consensus at work today is I have really popped!

Me and Cameron at 25 weeks 0 days

My view at 25 weeks...my feet have disappeared!

24 Weeks - Viability!

It's amazing what one week will do for a person.  Heck, it's amazing what one DAY will do for a person.

Last Wednesday, the anxiety was extremely high, and I was so afraid that history was going to repeat itself.  But, as I woke up on Thursday morning, and realized we were further into 23 weeks than we were last time, I felt a little bit better.  As I woke up on Friday and realized we were a WHOLE day further than we were last time, I felt even more relieved.

And now, one week later, I am 24 weeks, and have reached what Doctors deem "viability".  If something was to happen and Cameron was born today, her chances of survival are 50 to 60 percent.  That is a HUGE leap over the 5 to 10 percent that we had at 23 weeks.

As a BLM though, I know it's not over til she is here, and safe and sound in my arms.  And these 40 weeks are just the start of the worrying...but for some reason, it seems like the worry is significantly less, at least for a little while, after I know she is here safe and sound.

So, what happens now that I am 24 weeks?  My Dr. is going to continue to see me weekly, more just for our peace of mind now.  She is wonderful and is willing to do whatever we want to do to make us feel better.  We will start the Fetal Fibronectin (fFn) test next week...we would have started it this week, but they prefer that you are at least 24 weeks, and plus, we had a little scare on Friday evening that sent us to L&D (It was just Round Ligament Pains), and they did one then....it came out negative, by the way.  So, by doing the fFn test every 2 weeks, and hoping it comes out negative, because if it does, the chances of us going into labor within the next 2 weeks is less than 5%, that is just one more thing we can do to monitor me and make sure we make it to full-term, or at least somewhere close to it.

We will continue to see our MFM on the weeks in between the fFn test for cervical measurements to make sure there is no shortening.  So, we are being monitored very closely, and we are so grateful.  And finally, I continue to get the P17 injection weekly.  I have picked up my 3rd vial of the shot, and am 11 shots away from being done with those shots.  I don't know if we will plan on stopping early, since I plan on delivering at 37 weeks.  I guess we will see.

So.....Cameron and I are both doing well.  At our appointment this past Monday (23w4d), Cameron was measuring almost a week ahead and was weighing in at 1 pound 8 ounces!

We feel fortunate that everything is going so well this time, and we pray it continues to do so.

THE week

This is it...this is THE week.  THE week that last time, with Bailey, was her last week with us.  It was the last days of feeling her kick.  It was the last week I was blissfully ignorant and expected my pregnancy to last for another 18 weeks with no problem.  It was THE last week in the span of what should have been 40 weeks that my life was just "normal".

What week is that?  It's the week between 22 and 23 weeks.  Today, I am 22w1d, and sitting here as I write this post, feeling Cameron kick her little legs and feet.  I feel the occasional bump, bump, bump.  And it's the week that I feel like I am holding my freaking breath, just praying with every fiber of my being that history doesn't repeat itself.  To make it to next Thursday, even at 6 a.m. will be monumental, but only the first stepping stone.

I went into labor with Bailey at 23 weeks...right on the money pretty much.  I woke up as the day ticked over to 23 weeks...cramping and bleeding.  We left the house at 1:00 a.m. and went to the hospital.  I was fully dilated when I was checked and 3 hours and 33 minutes into week 23, Bailey was born.  And 4 hours and 27 minutes into week 23, she was gone.

So, we just need to make it through this week...Next Thursday, here we come!  Please be kind on us this time around...