When Leigh and I went to the doctor's for an ultrasound to determine our child's sex (at the time, we were referring to it as D-Lush, but that's another story for another time...), our hopes were up. We had been holding off on a lot of yard sale purchasing in anticipation of discovering if we were going to have a little boy or little girl. The Spud had other plans, though. He kept his legs clamped together the whole time and no prodding would get him to shift.
When we went for a follow up ultrasound later, he tried to foil us again. For the first few attempts, Connor kept putting his foot in the way of the wand. But eventually the technician was able to get around it and I have to say that it was the first time I have ever been happy to see a penis that wasn't mine.
The other major stubbornness indicator would be closer to delivery time. For a while, Connor was sitting transverse. That is, stretched out horizontally rather than vertically. When he finally decided to go vertical, he went breach. After discussing it with the doctor, Leigh and I talked it over and she decided to try an inversion.
For those who don't know, an inversion involves the doctor externally manipulating the baby's position. I won't go into details. Suffice to say that based on what Leigh's told me and my own observations, it's not the most pleasant thing in the world. However, Leigh got through it and Connor was oriented correctly. The operative word being "was."
It wasn't long before Connor flipped himself around again and was once again in breach. So we resigned ourselves to a C-section. Everything was scheduled, my parents were coming down to be there for the "blessed event," and it all seemed ready to go. Of course, there were a few things that went wrong at the hospital, delaying our appointment, but finally we had a room and we were ready to go. In the final check up before getting ready to go though...Connor was discovered to have gone head down again.
Given the chance for a natural birth, we decided to take the opportunity. That meant coming back the next day and getting induced. And finally, two days after he was 'scheduled' to arrive, Connor emerged from the womb.
That's all for tonight. More tomorrow. Hopefully fresh news, but if necessary, more flashbacks.
"it was the first time I have ever been happy to see a penis that wasn't mine."
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