We Have Ourselves A Bee-Bopper

Great news.  Apparently, Matthew is a magician.  Which is terrific, because we were definitely looking for a magician, as opposed to a baby that is delivered on time.  Yesterday, our little one performed his first trick: defying gravity.  While I am still about 2 cm dilated, Matthew has re-ascended and is no longer engaged the way he needs to be for labor to occur.  Mike actually made a joke about Matthew re-ascending and burrowing inside me, obviously thinking that this wasn't possible and that, given the laws of physics, Matthew could only go one direction: down.  Little did Mike know that Matthew spits in the face of science.

So after an aggressive exam, the doctor said that she could not feel Matthew's head and that an ultrasound would need to be done to see if the baby had flipped to breech.  She asked if I had felt him flip, to which I said "no".  The ultrasound revealed that he is still head down.  This is a good thing, because breech=C-section=not exactly the natural birth we're looking for.  In retrospect, this isn't particularly suprising, because I have been feeling far less pressure in the pelvic region the last couple of days.  What I have been feeling a lot of is my Tasmanian son bee-bopping around.  Constantly.  It turns out, the combination of Matthew being a Pixie Stick in fetal form and me not having very many contractions basically popped him out of an engaged state.  This kid's level of energy does not bode well for our future sanity.  I'm considering asking my friend, Dr. Naomi, for a prescription for Ritalin.  Why wait?

In other news, we had to schedule another Rhogam injection (this is round 2 of the required injection for my uncommon blood type) for Monday, if I don't give birth by then.  We also had to schedule stress testing and an ultrasound for Tuesday, which is standard if you are past your due date.  In the end, despite the jarring nature of seemingly moving farther away from the delivery date, everything looks fine.  Head down, strong heartbeat; we can't really complain.  We will just continue to earnestly hope and pray that Matthew drops, comes via a natural labor and is healthy.

P.S. - Let the record show that while this is a joint blog, this is actually the first post that was equally composed by both of us.  We have gone from being Harrison and Starr to Lennon/McCartney.