Topsy-Turvy Day

In many many ways. Yesterday I had a regular OB appointment. Usually I go in and everything is perfect and I'm on my way. Yesterday I learned a few things:

1) My OB practice has had to drop their midwives due to the whole St. Vincent's closing deal. Since my appointment was supposed to be with a midwife, this is how I found out. This is pretty disappointing because my one appointment I had with the midwife was great and she was pretty awesome and comforting and I was hoping that somehow a midwife would be a part of my labor.

2) I've been feeling some regular cramping and tightening in my abdomen the last few days. I told the doctor with the expectation of him saying "oh, that's just Braxton-Hicks". Instead he said, "oh, let's do a test to make sure that you're not in pre-term labor." I get the results back on that one today.

3) Cash, who I had called an overachiever for being head down at 32 weeks, decided he didn't like that position and is currently breech. If he is still breech at next weeks 36 week appointment, we have to begin talk about scheduling a version, which I've read is exceedingly painful.

On a positive note, I did receive confirmation that I can go on a tour of NY Downtown Hospital this Saturday which is quite possibly where we will be delivering. I say quite possibly because the doctors aren't sure if they will stay there by my due date.

I think what I am taking away from all this uncertainty is that I should probably not rely on my obsessive-compulsive planning tendencies in the future because at the end of the day there really is no way to control everything. That, and there is nothing that nightly microwave smores won't fix.