Tom Petty had this one right. After the daily concerns of making it to the hospital before the baby makes his arrival and the added focus of trying to attend a wedding four hours from the hospital at close to 34 weeks, now that we are in Cincinnati, it seems like the calm before the storm. All we have to do is wait...and plan.
We had a three hour "routine" appointment Monday morning with the doctors. I say doctors because we've met every maternal fetal specialist in the practice, plus the new guys. I tend to forget that we're getting older. We're only thirty-four but the new docs in medical school look really young! I guess we're just showing our age. We hope we can help them prepare for the next case like this.
The docs have us in a tight spot with this one. On the one hand, the best incubator for Ephraim is mom's belly and that is where he is going to have the best odds for improving lung finishing and making sure all systems are ready to go before takeoff. However, as I've mentioned several times, my wife's belly has been larger than full term for more than a month. This does not necessarily mean she will go into labor but many multiple-birth pregnancies are preterm due in part to the size of the uterus. At thirty-four weeks we've just crossed a major milestone in obstetrics which puts us in to the best odds other than full term (38-40 weeks). The doctors at Children's Hospital want the baby as developed as possible so they can manage relatively more mature organs. For now we are monitoring fetal movement and we will report on any decreases in his activity.
So we wait.
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