The "version"...

Yesterday the doctor tried an external cephalic version on me to try and turn our baby around by placing his hands on my tummy. (For those who have not heard, our baby is breech.)

Joel and I had to go to the hospital at 6:50 and they put me on an IV and strapped two monitors around my belly, one to document the baby's heartbeat, the other for contractions (even though I was not in labor).

After two hours of this monitoring, the anesthesiologist gave me some drugs and told me I would probably see pictures. The procedure is painful and they want the uterus to be relaxed as possible. I barely remember shaking the doctor's hand when he walked in and saying hello to the midwife. I can remember him beginning to place his hands on my abdomen and then I was out. I saw pictures like a kaleidoscope in my mind and the next thing I remembered was Joel wiping tears from my face. The tears kept coming, and I kept asking Joel what had happened. He said later I asked three times and each time he told me that it didn't work, that the baby didn't turn around. I was so out of it, and very emotional. I felt like I had just gone through something major. I kept asking Joel if I could hold the baby and he would just kiss me and say, "Not yet...we will soon." Sabrina, who was also there, told me that even though I was out of it, I grimaced with pain when the doctor pushed hard on my stomach. Joel said the hardest thing for him was how I stared right at him with wide, blank eyes while they were doing the procedure.

So now we're going to schedule a c-section. We both wanted to deliver naturally, of course. We're just continuing to trust that God has us all in His hands. He can whisper to the baby to turn around at any time... but if we have to have a c-section, it won't be so bad.

I just can't wait to hold our little one.......