The blog will go on

Goodbye sofa, hello world!

I’ve officially taken myself off bed rest – 10 days earlier than perhaps my OB would like.

Day by day week by week I’ve been slowly increasing activity and yesterday’s appointment with the specialist revealed not only that everything is stable but in fact showing a slight improvement. My take from that is that getting up and about a bit more doesn’t seem to be doing any harm. 

And between my doctor and myself we have a plan.  I’m to cut back on the Ibruprofen over the next week, coming to a complete stop by next Friday as I’ll then be 32 weeks and it’s not longer safe. I have a back up prescription for an alternative drug should I continue to get contractions which can be taken on an as needed basis or 4 times a day if required. I’m hoping they won’t be needed.

I have an appointment scheduled for 2 weeks time which all being well will be my last internal ultrasound. Yippee!  I have an additional appointment scheduled for 8/24 to remove the cerclage, sooner if it becomes too painful as I begin to feel the stitches pulling under the weight of the baby.  I expressed concerns that if I go all the way to 40 weeks I’ll be delivering a monster 9lb baby – and whilst a quick labor doesn’t concern with a 5-6lb baby, a 9-pounder fills me with fear.  However, the doctor is fairly confident that I will go into to labor within a week of the cerclage being removed.  Therefore the chances of me having a 9lb baby are slim – Phew!

And another reason for doing more – physically I need to. Having spent the best part of 8 weeks walking only from bed-bathroom-sofa, peppered with an occasional stroll to the car, my fitness levels have plummeted. Or rather, I have no fitness. Yesterday a gentle potter round the house left me exhausted and breathless.  If I am to stand of having any chance of a) being in a physical shape to go through labor and b) coping with a new baby and an active almost 4 year old, I need to start doing more.

Since announcing yesterday on Facebook that bed rest was officially over, many people have asked if this means the end of the blog. In short, no.

I’m no longer on bed rest but I can hardly go crazy. I will still need to spend some time each day resting and being slightly cautious. I’m hardly running marathon’s just yet – in fact even a walk to the local park is probably out of the question. 

The blog will continue for the remainder of my pregnancy – my last post will be to complete the chapter by announcing the birth day, time and weight of my son.  So I have a few more weeks to bore you all with my random thoughts.