Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The kicker

Yesterday, as often happens, I suddenly realised I hadn't felt much movement. I was stuck in a brutal meeting and there was no escape. My heart was beating faster. I could no longer concentrate on the boring budgeting and then...finally she seemed to wake up and began kicking.

This is just how it is. It is exhausting feeling fear and worry so often. On the other hand, my overriding confidence freaks me out too. The truth is I am now expecting a healthy little baby girl come 9 July. I've always been an optimist, always expected good things. I'm overconfident by nature. And all these traits, which I thought were destroyed in September, have crept back with each milestone, each scan, even each kick. It scares me. There is no real comfort in "It's all going to be fine". We simply don't know. There's no sense in pretending we do. That's just a platitude, isn't it? And yet I can't help hoping. Guarding my heart has gone out the window. You can not guard your heart from your own child. Or at least I can't. I'm invested. If something were to happen again I really would not want to live. That is the truth. I'm not saying I'd top myself... don't worry. I would never do that. But my will to live, my joy, my hope, would be crushed.

A friend whose son was also stillborn in September recently became pregnant and over Easter weekend she miscarried. It's not fair. The stillbirth and the miscarriage aren't even related. It is simply two chance occurences. I can't even begin to process what she must be feeling. It sickens me. It hurts me.

Almost as if to compensate for giving me a fright yesterday, last night The Kernel kicked good and proper so that The Band could feel her for the first time.

Tomorrow we have a very big scan. It costs a packet and is at the Fetal Assessment Clinic in Cape Town. They will look indepth into all the usual things that the 23/24 week scan ussually assesses but in my case they will be specifically trying to analyse the placenta, how it is growing, blood flow to and from, etc. I'm quite nervous. I would almost even say that I am a little self-conscious or ashamed or something (not the right words) of my placenta. I know, ludicrous. Of course it is. But it is a part of me and happens to be the part that failed me dismally last time. Placenta's are freaky things. Not pretty at all. But they are VITAL and I really need this placenta to be healthy. So, if it's not too gross, please pray for this placenta :) The Kernel needs it!!!

10 comments:

po said...

Holding thumbs for a healthy placenta, Caz.

cassey said...

It'll all be awesome and before you know it the Kernal will be kicking up a storm.

Bananaramagirl said...

I am sure all will be ok with your placenta but will send a placenta prayer upward north for you :)

Emma's Daddy said...

That fear I can relate to. It's horrible. I remember people telling me that we would be alright this time. It didn't help. How could they possibly know?

I hope and pray that everything goes well for you tomorrow.

AngelinAfrica said...

Thinking of you, your precious kernel and your placenta.
It's going to be ok, it has to be - there are so many of us rooting for you both - and #thekernel has lots of baba friends waiting for her.
xxx

Shayne said...

You and your placenta will be in my prayers tonight.

let us know.

livingintherainbow.com said...

hope and pray it all goes well for you.

k@lakly said...

Keeping everything crossed for a perfectly lovely and super functioning, placenta:)

Gill said...

Keeping you in my prayers {hugs}

angel41222 said...

So the scan went well? I'd be terrified too.