Much of my anxiety these past weeks has been the new road before me.  This is my seventh child, my first birth after a cesarean.  There have been new concerns to think upon and new prayers to send up. 

Just Sunday morning I was on the verge of tears when a dear friend at church asked me how I was doing.  The baby has been in a transverse position for a few weeks now and the fears of the baby not settling in where it is suppose to be has been strong for me.  I have been doing a LOT of praying.  I realize some reading may think that the position of a baby, especially at 32 weeks, isn't really much to be concerned about...yet, in my sitation it is.  I have a history of large babies and really hard deliveries.  The Lord blessed with my 3rd and 4th births when I went early and the babies were still "small" enough to make delivery much easier for me.  A breech birth for me is simply out of the question.  I have had a history of babies literally getting stuck when they have been in normal position. 

SO, from the beginning one of our major prayers has been that this little one settle into position early enough and stay there.  Anyways....I was overwhelmed with this concern, spending a lot of time in prayer over it.  I don't know if any of you have ever felt your baby "fall".....Sunday  night I felt an extreme falling sensation in my belly and I am SO glad I was sitting!  This was Sunday night and as the night went on I started having strong contractions.  I was having a feeling way low that made me start to wonder if the baby changed positions.  I wasn't feeling that terrible pulling on my hips any longer.  I called my midwife and she told me to take benadryl right away (to stop contractions).  I ended up in preterm labor with my last baby so we are obviously on our toes for another month this time around.  I went to sleep right away and thankfully my husband was home Monday because I slept most of Monday as well.  The benadryl wipes me out and I was really praying I wouldn't have to walk that road again.  I prayed the Lord would help my contractions to stay at bay on their own without benadryl this week and so far so good.

Anyways, my midwife gave me the news today that the baby's head is not only DOWN, but it is WAY down!  Hooray!  That will make it MUCH more difficult for him/her to wiggle out of that position.  I was measuring right on (usually measure WAY over) because the baby is so low, so that was encouraging.  I have figured out that my ticker is wrong on my blog, as I am 32 weeks this Saturday.

She looked at my leg and told me that I am extremely high risk for a clot in that leg so I am to take some extra supplements and keep it elevated when sitting down at all times. 

I am anemic, which explains the exhaustion and am now back on iron.  I am glad to know this now and not find out AFTER birth. 

I will be having a sonogram in the next two weeks.  We need to find out where the placenta is at.  My midwife wants to be sure it hasn't attached itself to my cesarean scar.  Once I get that done I will post a picture of our precious baby.

I feel like this post is all a jumbled mess of thoughts.  I am tired and need some sleep, but wanted to share my praises to the Lord for His goodness!  He knows our hearts and doesn't judge us when we are afraid or concerned.  He takes our hands, speaks gently to us and leads us in peace.....