how to turn a transverse baby

Turn Baby, Turn: 26 Weeks Pregnant

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June 18, 2014

Can I just start off by saying, completely off topic, that earlier today I was digging through my closet, searching for a roomy, one-piece maternity swimsuit I thought I had and instead came across some of my old teeny, tiny frilly bras that I wore a million lifetimes ago…

… and it made me crumple into a heap and cry.


I posted in my 24 Week update that Pelé is lying transverse.  Well, according to no science whatsoever and only how I feel at this exact moment – like I have a baby growing sideways inside of me pushing my ribs even further out, which I didn’t think was humanly possible at this point considering how far they’ve already stretched – he is still lying transverse.

My next midwife appointment is in a couple of weeks so I’ll find out then if I’m right (I am.  I just totally know I am.).  

As evidence that I have done my research and am taking measures of my own to gently turn him in the the head-down position, I made the above little ditty which not only shows me doing the Forward-Leaning Inversion, but also showcases my extreme Cirque du Soleil-esgue balancing abilities.

PLEASE, please, PLEEEEEASE, do not attempt this move if you have, or suspect you might have any underlying medical conditions or issues.  As a pregnant woman, you should ALWAYS consult with your doctor or midwife before undertaking any new, weird activities, even something as mundane-looking as this.  


I’ve come across a few mom/pregnancy blogs lately that answer the below questions week-to-week instead of writing long, sometimes rambling posts on how they’re feeling.  Since I made the above video for your enjoyment (entertainment?) I thought I’d try it out this time.  Let’s see how it goes!

How far along?  26 weeks.

Baby’s size:  Pelé is now the size of a head of lettuce, between 1.5-2.5 lbs.  Yep, I’m definitely feeling that.

Total weight gain: Ehrm, I really don’t know.  If I had to guess, I’d say probably around 20 lbs?  To put that in perspective, I only gained 24 lbs while pregnant with Bee.

Guys.  I have still have 3 months to go.

Maternity clothes?  Nothing but.  And you know what?  Thank God for maternity clothes.  I haven’t been able to fit in my “real” clothes for months now, and would be wandering the streets in WHOKNOWSWHAT otherwise.  Not that I go out much… but you know.  When I do make an appearance somewhere, I’m grateful to have a cute, slouchy, ruched something to wear.

Best moment this week:  Spending time with Bee and my husband over the weekend, being lazy, doing nothing in particular.  Just being together.  It’s so wonderful to get to have special time as a little family unit before this huge new arrival.  Special moments happen when you least expect it, like Bee saying, “I yuv ooh, mummy,” unprompted for the first time.  *heartexplodes*

Miss Anything?  Boooooooooooooooze.  DAMN YOU, WORLD CUP FEVER.

Movement:  Um, all of it.  In the world.  Especially at night when I’m trying to sleep.  Oh.  Wait.  Sleep?  What’s that again?  Sounds vaguely familiar….

Food cravings:  I’ve actually been struggling to eat this past week; my stomach is so squashed I’ve have to force myself to choke down a meal.  So other than the odd bagel and croissant (which hasn’t changed since conception), no weird cravings.

Anything making you queasy or sick:  Most food.  And toothpaste.  Brushing my teeth is the GROSSEST.  Did you guys know how gross brushing your teeth actually is??  Bee is at the age now where we’re supposed to incorporate it into her routine.  Though I feel she can sense that I’m faking it when I smile happily at her as we do our nightly brush together.  She looks at me like, “hmmmm… mummy doesn’t seem to pleased about this whole process, so why should I…?”

Gender:  As far as I know, Pelé is still a boy!

Symptoms:  Occasional nausea; insomnia; being annoyed at my thighs rubbing together, especially at night when I’m tossing and turning and not sleeping (what, your thighs don’t rub together when you’re in bed?  I hate you.); crazy baby movement; weird dreams usually involving emergency c-sections (yikes); spontaneous crying over the thought I didn’t give Bee enough protein at breakfast (….?).

Belly Button in or out?  Why is this a question people need answered?  No one wants to know what my 34-year old pregnant belly looks like.  I plead the Fifth.

Looking forward to:  The July long weekend!  We’re headed north to the in-laws for some much needed R&R.  It’ll also be the first time Bee has been in the pool as a fully-aware human being!  Last summer didn’t count since she was still technically an infant who we could put anywhere and she’d be happy.

We really don’t know how she’s going to react to the water; she totally loves bath time, but haaaAAAATES having her hair washed.  Swimming in a pool is sort of half fun bath, half hair washing (in my mind, anyway), so we’ll see how it goes!

Other Fun Things to Note:  

In general, I’m doing pretty good!  Yes, I often moan about the stretching and the kicking and the lack of sleeping… but there have been a lot of lovely moments lately, too.

Bee is all over the belly these days!  She always wants me to lift my shirt so she can say “hi!” to the baby, and when I’m in climbing reach of her she is on top of me in the blink of an eye, squishing her face deep into my gut, whispering and singing sweet songs to her brother.  If I’m ever feeling low or blah, all it takes is one of those moments to turn my mood around.

And my husband.  My dear, sweet Hubs.  The bigger I get, the more he’s connecting with his little boy, which just EXPLODES my already exploding heart.  At the end of a long day, we lay on the couch watching TV with our hands on the belly, half watching the screen, half watching Pelé squirming away.  We talk about how amazing it is that we are where we are in our lives and that we’re so excited to soon have TWO kids… which, believe it or not, hasn’t quite sunk in yet.  I don’t know what that’s going to happen, but I’m hoping when it does, it doesn’t turn my happiness into total and utter, complete freakout mode.  I’ve heard that can happen.  So, I’ll be watching and waiting for it, and will hopefully be able to squash the scared feelings before they crawl in too far…..

Not The Ideal Position To Be In: 24 Weeks Pregnant

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June 11, 2014

Some of you have asked, “why the nickname ‘Pelé’ for your baby?”

Here’s why:


This is Pelé, a retired Brazilian footballer regarded by many to be the best player of all time.

Pelé was famous for the “bicycle kick“, which is depicted above.  He’d hurdle himself into the air and deliver a massive overhead, backwards kick… it’s kinda how I imagine Li’l Pelé looks when he’s kicking the crap out of me all day, every day.

I’m serious.  This baby is crazy active.  It’s incredibly reassuring feeling so much commotion in there (my midwife tells me there’s no such thing as “too much” movement), but it can get pretty uncomfortable when he’s bopping up a storm just as I’m trying to go to bed.

Back to the bicycle kicking.  You’ll see in the picture the person delivering the kick is horizontal in the air (CRAZY!!!).

My midwife confirmed at our last appointment that Li’l Pelé is currently transverse, which means he is lying straight across my belly rather than the optimal head down position.


Peleé bicycle kicking + Li’l Pelé lying transverse = same, same 

I’ve had a hunch that this was the case for some time now – his kicks have been erratic and all over the place since the very first one I felt.  Bee was head down right from the start, so from experience I know the difference between a settled baby  vs. a crazy, wiggly, can’t-decide-where-I-want-to-go-next  baby.

Apparently at 24 weeks pregnant though, the lie of the baby doesn’t matter… not yet, anyway.

“You don’t need to worry,” my midwife assured me.  “There’s still so much room in there still, the baby can flip-flop around for another few weeks, be in different positions, and it’s totally fine.  It’s not until you’re 32 weeks along that we need him to be head down.”

“Sooooo, what if he’s not head down by then,” I gurgled through the sweat pouring down my face.

“Well that’s when we decide which measures to take to make sure he gets that way before you deliver.”

I went home feeing not-so-great about this news and, despite knowing better, took to Dr. Google to ask him what those “measures” she spoke of might be.

Now, I say “despite knowing better” because generally I hate Googling stuff like this.  I really do, because I stumble across tidbits like this:

“Most fetuses in transverse lie early in pregnancy convert to a cephalic (or breech) presentation by term. The later in pregnancy the transverse lie is diagnosed, the more likely it is to persist.” – Robert A Strauss, MD; Professor of Obstetrics & Gynecology at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill (c/o

I have a lot of stress over the thought of having a breech baby.  Without going into detail, my family suffered an incredible loss a couple years back because of an undiagnosed breech situation.

So seeing a fact like that… made me want to puke.

After further digging, I found there are lots of natural methods I can do at home help Pelé turn around – meaning I don’t necessarily have to worry about having to have him externally “turned” by hand (oh my GOD, that sounds brutally uncomfortable). offers up lots of tutorials and advice on how to gently coax that little baby into the head down position, and I plan on starting them as soon as I get the go-ahead from my midwife.

For now though, I just have to breathe… and focus on those amazing, impressive kicks from my little boy, telling me that no matter which position he ends up in,  he  – we – will be a-okay.

On a lighter note….

How Big Is Pelé This Week?


An ear of corn!  Yummy!  I love corn!  Not quite in season, but still delicious no doubt!

Babycentre has a slideshow, “How Big Is Your Baby“, where you can scroll along and see pictures of vegetables that represent the size of your babe each week.  It’s cute… but I found as I scrolled through to 24 weeks that I forgot what I was doing exactly, and started getting really, really hungry.

Mmmmmm…. corn…..