This morning, the Hub and I went to the OB. We made a pit stop in with the Ultrasound folks to take some baby measurements. Then, we went to get the cerclage removed.
As of today, our child is measuring enormously. It is likely that we have a 9lb baby. . . Or that the estimate is a pound over. I'm hoping for the latter.
So, let's talk cerclage removal. . .
With a McDonald cerclage, you are sedated when it is put in but it can typically be taken out in the doctor's office. But, it isn't always easy.
My OB had trouble finding the stitch for removal. Therefore, it was a bit pressurized as he was moving the speculum all over the place. . . (Are you sure you can't see my left lung?)
About 10 minutes later, it was removed and proved to be a bigger thing than I imagined. I wish I would have gotten a picture, but the discomfort was enough that I told the OB that I hated him. . . (But, I did not kick him in the face; so, that is a "win")
30 seconds later, I asked him to check me. To all of our surprise, he announced that I was 4 cm dilated. I guess the stitch did its job.
So, we picked up lunch and came home. I have no idea if I am contracting or if I am dilating more. For now, I am waiting for my water to break. Come and wait with me. At the casino. Today feels like my lucky day.
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