Lexi's Birth Story (Part 1)

At my 36-week appointment, my doctor became concerned because little Lexi had dropped from being near the 50th percentile in weight to the 18th percentile in just a couple of weeks. He asked if I had been sick, which I hadn't. My heart sunk. We were so close to getting to meet our sweet baby, and now the fear of something being wrong had filtered through my every thought. I was sent to do blood work so that we could rule out any type of infection that may have caused this. He said it could just be the placenta wearing down, but he wanted to be sure.  The nurse called me Monday afternoon right before their office closed with my lab results...no infection! Whew!

(36 weeks)

Many tears later, I knew that I just had to place it all in God's hands because there was not one good thing that worrying could do for me or for my baby. At my next appointment, I was hoping for better news. Still no change...my dr. was very quiet this time when performing the ultrasound. He said he was going to have the physician's assistant come in to perform some dopplers looking at the cord...what does that mean?! My mom was with me at this appointment, and we both just looked at each other, and didn't say a word while waiting for the PA.  In fact, I stared at the opposite wall fighting back tears. He returned before the PA came in, and said he was wanting to make sure that the blood flow through the cord looked okay. He said if it did, he'd see me in a week. The PA came in, and then left to go compare the charts to review the levels of blood flow. Next thing I know, the nurse comes in and says my dr. wants to do an NST. My mom and I follow her to a different room, and I get hooked up to all these monitors that tracked my contractions, baby's heart rate, and baby's movements. My dr. comes in 20 minutes later and reviews the results. He said it looked fine, but he wanted to send me for an additional ultrasound the next day. He said I may just have a small baby, but that they want to be sure they are doing the right thing.

Next day, go for ultrasound, everything checked out great! Thank you God!!!

38-week appointment--my doctor gives me the option to induce at 39 or 40 weeks due to baby size. We (Keith, my dr., and me) decide to wait until 40 weeks in case she wants to come on her own before then.

39 weeks--doctor said baby is doing well! He said this is the best he has felt about her in the past few weeks. Still set for induction at 40 weeks just to ease the worries about her size.

(39 weeks)

To be continued...