32 Weeks Tomorrow

..and I maintain my title for a lax blogger. And I have no real excuse either. Things have been going along. Last week I had some spotting so I went in and the doc sent me for an ultrasound AND took a culture. The ultrasound was unreal. It was 3-D and I just couldn't believe it--for some reason I was expecting to see what we always see on ultrasounds--bones and things--but there is a REAL baby in there. And the baby is adorable. I do think it looks like a boy, but we will find out soon enough--56 days.

The ultrasound came back fine--no placenta previa--only a polyp at the opening of my cervix which the doctor will remove at delivery if it is pushed out. The doctor (my OB, not an RE ---keep in mind) said that could be the reason for my infertility. This isn't the first polyp I have had (its actually the same one, but the top has been cut off several times) last May and in Sept at my clinic they removed (cut) the same polyp. And at my last OB appt for a pap smear they cut it. It doesn't hurt or anything and it has no symptomology--the cause isn't really anything. The best reason I got is some people have more polys than others--it's the equivalent of a skin tag--but if it is not taken at the root it just keeps coming back. I really wonder if it was a road block on my fertility struggle---although it couldn't be that easy of an explination, right?

And the culture came back that I have an infection and a yeast infection (neither of which I have any symptoms of) so I have to take antibiotics--the scary thing is I am so so afraid now that the baby will get/or has an infection. I have read too much about baby's passing in the birth canal with an infection in mom and ending up with Menningitis--I know I am catastrophizing. They are going to test again at 36 weeks to see if it is gone. So until then, I am praticing my lack of control and putting it out of my mind. Also interesting though is back in Sept I had to hold of on my FET because of an infection --endometritis. At the time my RE said it probably meant nothing and was not the cause for alarm, but since they found it, they would treat it.

The baby is a true wiggle worm--moves like a wild one--keeps me up at night wiggling! I am in no rush for my pregnancy to be over (yet). I have had some great advice from people--one man came up to me the other day and said, 'you know, I can't remember a time when I wasn't a dad'. That is probably the one thing that I am (most) excited for and scares me to death.  We are on the brink of this new chapter in our lives and the old chapter closes now---I imagine we will see glimpses of this life--but this is a true gamechanger.

My shower is Saturday and I can't wait to see what the baby gets! Although again, equal parts fear and excitement.