Turning Baby

At last week's OB appointment, my doctor told me Baby Sister was still breech. She has been the entire pregnancy, just the opposite of Jancsi who was head down from day one. At 28 weeks, I wasn't too worried about it, she still had plenty of time to turn. At 33 weeks I was getting more nervous and I could tell my doctor was too. With me planning on attempting a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Cesarian) it is crucial that Baby is head down or they wont even allow me to try. My doctor scheduled a sonogram to get a better idea of how Baby was positioned and told me we would talk options then.

I knew what his options would be.... schedule a c-section and hope she turns before then. I didn't even want to think about that, let alone have a c-section on the books to worry about. I came home with a determination to flip this baby no matter what I had to do in order to get it done. I spent this past week scanning the internet and youtube for exercises that help turn babies as well as questioning friends who are doulas and midwives. I researched chiropractors that were trained in the Webster Technique. I watched videos and read blogs. I asked my friends and family to pray. I cried out to the Lord that He would flip this kiddo and get her in the right position.

If you drove by my house this past week, Lord only knows what you might have seen. I had pillows stacked up on top of each other and would lie with my hips up on the pillows to raise them above my chest for 20 minutes three times a day. I sat on the floor in different positions instead of on the couch. I tried standing on my head (I don't recommend this one). I walked around on my hands and knees. I went on all fours and arched my back. I did hip exercises. I talked to her, telling her to flip over. I sat at the table at meal times with my chair facing backwards to help with my posture. I concentrated on how I stood. To be honest, it was exhausting. I found this website: Turning Baby. Awesome.

By Sunday I was emotionally worn out and was stressed about the whole thing. What if she didn't flip? What if we couldn't even try to go for the VBAC? To say it was a rough day was an understatement. Last night as we lay in bed, I was crying to Sebron telling him all my pregnant woes. He just snuggled up and held me and let me cry. He put his hand on my belly and started to talk to our darling girl. I don't know about you other Moms out there, but when my tough man talks to our baby while I'm pregnant, it does me in. He told her how much he loved her and how he knew she could flip around and how Mommy and Daddy were right there supporting her. He told her she didn't need to be scared, that it was going to be ok. Gosh I love that man.

I had my sonogram today, and as I walked into the doctor's office I felt a peace. So many people were praying for this girly. I knew the Lord had it in hand. I don't know if it was all the weird and crazy exercises I did all week, or the fact that my son kept jumping/punching my belly while doing them, or the fact that Sebron talked to her, or the hundreds of prayers that had gone up on her behalf or all of the above. I do know that today's sonogram showed her little head right where it needed to be and after 34 weeks of being breech, this darling baby girl had made the flip! God is so incredibly good and I can see His hand at work through the whole thing.

Praying she stays that way and these next 6 weeks go by quickly!