This week the baby is head down. She had been breached for a while (head up), and now she’s moved into the correct birthing position. Hooray! We’re on our way.
Having a breech baby isn’t a bad thing per se. I think I read something like 50% of babies are breech at week 27, and only 5% are by week 36. So they somehow turn themselves around in there and get into the correct position for delivery. But man, having a not breeched baby is just WAY more comfortable.
Her little kicks and punches are more pronounced when her head is down, and it’s easier to count kicks and track her movement. When her head is up (breeched), she kicks on my bladder (fun) or towards my back, which is harder to feel and track. So Nick also misses out on the pleasure of seeing and feeling her move. The pressure of her head against my diaphragm (or whatever muscle is around there) gives me some killer heartburn at night. I can almost tell her position in the womb simply by how bad and frequent the heartburn is.
So now that she is down and kind of big (apparently the size of a Care Bear), she hopefully won’t move again and will stay head down until birth. Stay down, kiddo!