At my 39 week appointment on Tuesday, I got to do a 3D ultrasound. I've always found 3D scans to be a bit creepy, and I would not have opted for one if it cost any extra or required a separate appointment. But my OB does in-office ultrasounds, and they now have a machine that can do 3Ds with the flip of a switch. We've never been able to do it at earlier appointments because he wasn't positioned right or there wasn't enough fluid to make a good image. But on Tuesday everything lined up and she offered to take a quick 3D peek, and I said sure!
Now, if you look too closely, this is creepy. I mean, it looks like he has a bat wing! But in order to get his face in focus, the fore and backgrounds get funky, so that bat wing is his arm and some fluid and whatnot, but I promise he can't actually fly (though he may be nocturnal...). Look at his sweet, little face!
The tech said it looks like he has full lips, and that he looks very content in there. Apparently she was right. I thought he might be here by now, but looks like he's staying put awhile longer.
I met with the doctor after the ultrasound and we discussed induction. I'm scheduled for the morning of my due date, November 4. I still hope he'll come before then, but having something on the calendar and discussing it in real terms actually put my mind at ease a bit. I was dilated to 2-3 centimeters and 50% effaced, and because of that small amount of progress already, she said my options for induction would be either Pitocin or breaking my water, and that it would be discussed the day of depending on how things looked when I went in. I like knowing that there are not a million things up in the air, so even if I have to be induced, I don't have to go into it wondering which of several methods might be used.
Baby Tennis still has five days to show up on his own before it comes to that though. And I thought today might be the day. October 29 was my official guess in my family's baby pool, and yesterday (October 28) I started having some signs of early labor. Early that morning, I had the kind of gassy/crampy sensations that kicked off my labor with Mo, and then I had some other less-pleasant-to-discuss signs (ladies, you know that thing that has a terrible name that you often lose shortly before labor? That.). Around 6pm I started having regular contractions that, over several hours, became pretty regular and frequent. About 6 minutes apart. But they were not painful. Uncomfortable, but not painful. Six hours of contractions that didn't intensify, and I wasn't sure if they were Braxton Hicks that just happened to be regular or if they were real contractions that happened to be mild.
Turns out it was the former. I went to bed around midnight and within an hour, the contractions had ceased - all but a few sporadic ones. I even fell asleep for a good chunk of the night, and in the morning I wasn't feeling anything at all. Still nothing this afternoon.
So it looks like my guess will be wrong. There is still time to start labor and give birth before midnight, but it doesn't seem likely. I know it doesn't matter and he'll be here in less than a week regardless, but it was hard to have that tease last night only to turn into nothing.
Any tips to get things moving again? Things that actually might work? Or maybe ways to help me chill out so I don't go crazy with the anticipation?