a week of anxiety...

so last weeks doctor's appointment went like this...

OB: "Let's measure you. I bet you want to know how big he is? Oh wait, I think we might have a problem..."
Me In My Head: "He's in the wrong position."
OB: "I think he might not be head-down."
MIMH: "Yes, I know since his head is sticking out of my side."
OB: "I think he is transverse. Let's check with an ultrasound."

Shortly after my belly is gooped up with the cold, blue, gel...
OB: "See there is his head sticking out to the side."

Then comes the discussion about External Cephalic Eversions and Cesarean Sections. All the while, I am thinking why do I have such stubborn children, or maybe it's me.

As with Ian, I decided to forgo the eversion at that time, and try to get him to flip on my own. I got in the pool and stood on my head for as long as I could--not long, with a large child pressing into my breathing space. For all that water-logging, I think he actually climbed higher into my chest.

When I went to the doctor this week, I was sure he hadn't moved, or was now fully breech, because a hard roundness was still pushing into my ribs. To my surprise and relief, this is apparently his buttocks--confirmed by ultrasound.

I guess next week we will finally focus on how big this bub actually is...
or he could just come out.

Fall is here, but the weather is still so nice!!