A Quick Updatey Thing

Just a couple of things. My husband would like to make it clear there was no 'suggestive cuddle' made in the early hours of last weekend. He simply wanted a cuddle because he had a bad dream. I love my husband. He has been an outstanding man about the house for the past week and did all the housework (mostly and sort of) on Saturday morning while I lazed about doing NOTHING. I had breakfast in bed, a lovely mothers day and have been very spoilt and waited on as I try and rest and relax and grow this baby.

The other thing: I have this morning been to an obstetrician and seen the baby one more time. It is growing perfectly, its heart is beating strongly and no abnormality with it or the sac around it or the immediate area around that. Adenomyosis, however, was still very clear on the ultrasound and may well be the cause of the bleeding. But all is looking ok! I am still an emotional wreck. But every day with the baby still on board is a good day.

The obstetrician and I also made a monumental decision between us. I may or may not have mentioned the disaster that was the Rabbit's entrance to the world, or the terror of having a stuck baby with barely a heartbeat and in significant distress, or the mess I was left in following her delivery. Or the fact I wasn't given pain relief when I was held down and had a baby ripped out of me with forceps after several attempts. Or the tear afterwards. Or the ripped hip joint. Or the crutches. Or the incontinence. Or the hip surgery afterwards. Having spoken to my midwife, and having sobbed through my meeting with the obstetrician, it has been decided that this baby is coming out the sunroof. As much as I would love a natural, empowering birth experience, my IVF, miracle, last chance before a hysterectomy baby is going to have a planned, calm birth without risk of an hysterical mother. Poor baby will get to see enough of that throughout his or her life...

So there we have it, in summary of the update: my husband DID NOT want to have sex with me. He was just scared. And one or both of us are full of it. The baby is looking perfect. It will be delivered by c-section. I am doing ok. My husband has cleaned the house.