I had the meeting with the Perinatal Specialist and Neonatologist today—we’re going ahead with the 34 week induction! That’s 12 days away! I couldn’t be happier. I seriously cried. No more itching for me…in 12 days! It has been a long 5 months. Frankly, I was shocked they agreed to it, but apparently I adequately conveyed my misery. And I feel like such a terrible Mom right now, I’m barely functional for McKenzie and we rarely leave the house—because it’s torturous for me to wear clothes. Anyhow, so the plan is to begin induction August 4th, meaning he’ll probably be born the 5th!
I will be having steroid shots the two days preceding the induction to help speed Baby Boy’s lung development. But unfortunately, a 34 week induction guarantees that he will need NICU time, because they don’t release babies from the hospital until they’re 35 weeks gestation (no matter how well they’re doing). Honestly, I’m okay with that as long as long as he’s healthy and I’m not suffering anymore. Plus, I won’t have any more anxiety about Cholestasis-induced stillbirth, because that’s scary as hell.
I also had the growth scan ultrasound today following my appointments. Baby Boy is measuring exactly one week ahead at 33 weeks, 2 days. He’s a big little guy! He’s in the 74th percentile at 4lbs 12oz. Hopefully he’ll gain even more before delivery! And we got this awesome 4D ultrasound shot. Awww. 12 days…only 12 days. I can do this.