The baby appears to be doing well too, but today's check was all about me and my parts. Two weeks ago, the ultrasound showed a leetle teeny bit of placenta previa. My placenta was right up against my cervix, but not covering the internal os. (This might explain the bleeding I had in my first trimester.) The word previa is in quotation marks in my chart. Dr. K. was not at all worried, though she mentioned that if my placenta stayed low-lying, it could be a cause for concern.
Today—good news!—the placenta had scooted a little further away from my cervix. I expect it will continue to move up, up, and away as my uterus grows. Also, I've been talking to it and picturing it climbing the uterine wall like an octopus. Which makes me officially an insane person. And my cervix is still closed and very long.
I feel like I should start bragging about the length of my cervix.
I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I'm really beginning to enjoy these bi-weekly check-ups. When I began my ultrasound adventures two months ago, the idea of having to go in every two weeks to have my cervix checked sounded a little intimidating. It definitely didn't seem to jive with the midwifery model of care that I love so dearly! Fortunately, I lucked out and ended up being seen by an incredible perinatologist who may just be a midwife in disguise. I love knowing that if my placenta previa-in-quotation-marks doesn't resolve itself, the future of my maternity care isn't a mystery. I already know and trust a fantastic doctor!
But mostly, I just love looking in on my baby. I'm not great at interpreting ultrasound images, but she was noticeably bigger today than she was two weeks ago. She was also in pike position again, with her knees up by her nose. Perhaps she knows I'm thinking about another waterbirth, and she's working on her diving skills.