A (Non) Birth Story: 32 Weeks, A Milestone

This is what I was aiming for four weeks ago, 32 weeks. Reaching 32 weeks is an important milestone when it comes to preterm labour. Incidences of complications are significantly reduced, most babies' lungs are good to go, producing surfactant, which means no need for respiratory support, and they've also gained some fat. If I went into labour today, this baby will not require to be hospitalized in a Level 3 NICU. No need for us to trek to the special hospital, I can give birth at the hospital where my obstetrician practices.
One of my doctors told me that if I reach 32 weeks, the chances of my baby 'slipping' out will be significantly reduced. Ummm, I wouldn't quite call it 'slipping' out. I do recall all that pushing when I had Castle at 30 weeks. 
The other goal to reach now is 34 weeks, and then 37, which is full term. When we saw my obstetrician last week, she so very kindly congratulated us on not having a baby. She also joked that it would be ironic if this baby comes late, after all this. I laughed and said that would be so cruel and mean. The scenario has crossed my mind, that's why I'm planning on throwing out my bottle of progesterone (a hormone therapy that prevents preterm labour) and going off partial bed rest once I hit 36 weeks.

1 comment:

  1. Looking at pregnant woman makes me sad. I cannot conceive a child and my heavy smoking when I was a teenager was a big factor with that. I hoped that there were e cigarettes that time.

    Sophie Tyler Neil