How is it possible that little Sprout Colliver is already 15 weeks old?! I remember feeling pregnant with Lucy FOREVER. This time, I blink and we're weeks along. The past 5 weeks have been very good to our family.
Perhaps you'll remember a slight complication caused by a certain pesky gallbladder... Well, that was definitely one of the scariest moments in my momma life. As my mother and I arrived at the hospital on Sept 22 at 10am, I felt confident that God had a firm hand on my baby and me. (For the record, I sent Jason to Musikgarten with Lucy in order to keep her routine as intact as possible.) During the 4 hour wait, I slowly but surely begin to lose my nerve. The sweetest anesthesiologist came to speak to me moments before wheeling me back to surgery. Typically, patients are sedated before entering the operating room-- probably for the comfort level of all involved. As I am with child, that sedation was not an option for me and I was fully aware of my impending gallbladder eviction as we strolled down various hallways and into "the room". Another perk of being pregnant during surgery: I had to have a clamp placed on my throat in order to keep everything inside my stomach during the procedure. I was awake for the placement of the clamp. Awesome. Luckily, I was only awake for another 60ish seconds (otherwise, I may have entered meltdown mode, as I HATE having my neck touched by anyone or thing).
When I woke up from surgery, I immediately asked if my baby was ok. I was assured that everything had gone well and it seemed the baby should have no idea that someone was poking around in there. Within the next hour, my midwife came to visit me in order to listen for Sprout's heartbeat post-op. With Lucy and Sprout, I have been told multiple times that it might not be possible to get a fetal heart tone prior to 12- 16 weeks. We have been told that so many times- and we have heard both babies every time someone has tried. Until the hour after my surgery. The midwife tried for quite a while before admitting that she was not going be able to hear the heartbeat of my baby. She patted my arm and said "baby is probably asleep behind your pelvic bone. Don't worry. We'll get him." I was slightly reassured and so happy to have pain killers/ sedative for the remainder of the day. Around 10pm that night (7 hours later), the doctor came in to "give it a shot". Don't you know, little Sprout's heart was beating loud and strong within moments of the doctor listening. Clearlyi, the midwife was right. Once Sprout woke up, it was evident that he was on the move. The doctor asked if I was nervous that it took some time to find the baby. Uh, yeah- you could say that! I was again assured that baby probably had no idea anything happened, but appreciated the long nap.
Since that time, we have visited the midwife for our 12 week check up. It was a very empowering experience. When she asked what questions I had, I thought and then shook my head. "I think I know what I'm doing." The operative phrase being "I think". :)
Now, we're approaching our 16 week visit. We are all excited to hear our little Sprout's heart beating again. Also, we get to schedule our anatomy ultrasound at that visit. We are all excited to find out if we have a Sprouter or a Sprout-ette!
