So... I had a doctor's appointment this morning. I'm glad to find out that my instincts were somewhat correct… I totally knew that the baby had moved into some weird position in the last week or so, and that he’d moved up much higher (just based on how my pants have been fitting). I asked the doctor if she could tell what position he was in, and she said definitely. I told her that I thought he had changed positions. So, I laid down and lifted up my dress, and before she even touched me she laughed. Just by looking at me she knew… she started prodding around, and said that he’s definitely breech. Fabulous… I guess that the butt (being down at the bottom) doesn’t fit as well (as the head does) into the narrower area down low in the pelvis, and so that’s why I could feel that he’d moved up (because he truly is now sitting higher up). But, she said there’s no reason to freak out, and that there's still lots of time for him to turn into the correct position. I sure hope he does, because I do NOT want a c-section.
On a brighter note, she said my gestational diabetes test was great (high limit is 140, and my score was only 84), and my anemia test (which I guess they did on blood from the same blood draw last time) was also great, so I don’t have to take iron supplements. No more tests now until about 35 weeks! But, now I have to start going to appointments every other week (with my next appointment on October 29). I'm going to start feeling like I live there!
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