Fun and Games

Well. It’s been one of those days. You know, one of those ‘random’ days when you’re told that your wife is going to have a caesarean the following day, and then half an hour later, you’re told that she’s not.

Claire originally had an appointment this morning with the midwife for her weekly check-up on the unborn sprog and the midwife has had another rummage around on Claire’s belly and determined that his head is ‘no longer engaged at all’... which is a bit of a disappointment, as last week she said that the head was ‘partially’ engaged. She’s suggested an appointment for Claire at Hinchingbrooke hospital with a consultant to make sure, and if needed, then they can arrange for a caesarean for tomorrow or Wednesday. (Which would have been good for one of the sweepstakers in the office!!)

So, Claire’s gone with her mum, Pat, to the hospital to see the consultant, who’s instantly felt the baby’s head and determined that it is indeed engaged, and felt what the midwife thought was the head and said this was in fact, his shoulder. He’s then scanned her and seen the head in the pelvic cavity and all that. So, all is good.

Because the head is in the right place, they’ve decided that Claire doesn’t need caesarean and that she will probably be ok to give birth as normal. They have booked in an induction appointment for a week today, which is Monday 2nd Feb (Mr. Finn’s day!) but they said that they doubt that she’d make it that far and that she’d probably have given birth by then...!

The midwife then gave Claire a sweep – if you know what that is, great. If you don’t, have a look on your favourite internet search engine yourself.

So, we’re back to waiting again. This isn’t bad, as we at least know that things are good inside there with young Rigby, but it’s the not knowing when he’s going to come out that makes for the interesting part.