I have a lot of respect for fathers who have walked the
pregnancy journey with their partners. These men spend 40 weeks of extreme
unpredictability, riding on an adrenaline high that threatens to drop the ball
at any time.
The 40-week journey is not for the faint hearted. From the
excitement of finding out about the baby, multiple pregnancy test kits lined up
in the bathroom, to the nerve-wracking first trimester with its attendant
morning sickness, bloating, acne and poor appetite.
For many moms, the second trimester brings remarkable relief.
They settle into pregnancy and life may seem almost normal. For the petite
women, the pregnancy may not even be obvious and they may not even require a
wardrobe change just yet. They are energetic and are able to go about their
business with a lot of ease.
Nevertheless, the third trimester usually crowns it all. The
moms are excited. It is a period of shopping for cute baby clothes, baby
bottles, bassinettes and cots. It is when one is obviously pregnant and accorded
VIP treatment. It is a period of no queueing, everyone tripping over their feet
to be of help. The joke goes that it is the period when one can never fail an
exam, however tough.
This is when the baby shower spirit takes over and theme
colours, wish lists of baby items are made and the most fabulous cakes are
baked. Women get together and dish out the most astounding snippets of advice
on motherhood. The fathers find themselves on the receiving end of food
cravings. Overnight, they must become miracle workers to contain the
overwhelming palates.
But it does have its downside. The fatigue, breathlessness,
joint pains and waddling gait creep in. The feet begin to swell and the shoes
must be a size or two bigger. It is a period when sleep is not comfortable
however tired one is. It is impossible to find a comfortable sleeping position.
She has taken over ownership of all the pillows in the house.
At this point, the mom’s tune changes and she develops a new
urge. An urge to have the baby out of her womb. She is tired of waiting to meet
her baby. She is fed up with the pins and needles in her feet at the end of the
day and in her fingers in the morning when she wakes up. She is out of clothes
that fit and cannot imagine buying new bras as she has outgrown the last
purchased batch in just a month.
She has ticked all the calendars around her; on her desk in
the office, on the fridge, on her phone. She has packed her baby bag and
rechecked it for the umpteenth time. It rides with her in the car to work and
back home every evening. She has her obstetrician on speed dial and her cabbie
has had to do the drive from her house to the hospital in high traffic to
reassure her that in the absence of her spouse, she will make it in good time.
The D-Day seems to float further away despite the clock
steadily ticking in the right direction. When mommy hits breaking point, she
starts to negotiate with her baby to put her out of her misery and just show up
already. She nags her doctor at every visit to compromise and bring the baby
out just a little earlier. She is at her wits end.
So why do we dig in our heels as doctors and stick to the
famous estimated date of delivery (EDD)? This date is 40 weeks from the date of
the last period prior to conception. The American College of Obstetricians and
Gynaecologists (ACOG)Committee opinion no. 579 in 2013 clearly defined delivery
period in relation to the EDD.
A baby delivered in the period ranging between 37 weeks 0
days to 38 weeks 6days is an early term baby. The ones born at 39 weeks 0 days
to 40 weeks 6days is the full term baby. Those who ‘refuse’ to be born at term
move into a different phase, with 41 weeks 0 days to 41 weeks 6days being late
term, and those beyond 42 weeks being post-term.
The early term babies, despite being regarded as term, do
carry a relative risk of complications of prematurity, especially with
respiration, as compared to their term counterparts. This is the reason why there
is a lot of reluctance to deliver them unless there is a clear medical reason
to. After all, why deny them an extra week or two of weight gain and extra
nutrient storage?
The full term period is the time when approximately 70% of
babies are born. This is when most mothers will spontaneously go into labour.
When the babies are planned for delivery by caesarian section, it is usually
scheduled at 39 weeks 0 days.
Beyond 41 weeks 0 days, the little one has outstayed their
welcome in the womb and they are handed an eviction notice. This is when
induction of labour is done to help the little one come out.
Once the pregnancy reaches term, the placenta has completed its
normal lifespan. It starts to age and its capacity to provide for the baby
starts to wane. This is the reason the baby requires to be delivered when the
placenta can still support the baby through the rigorous process of labour.
When complications arise and babies must be delivered before
term, every effort is made to buy at least a day to help mature the lungs. The
mom is given steroid injections to help with this process. Labour may be
delayed or arrested with the help of medications to buy a precious few hours.
This intervention may draw the line between survival of the little one to have
a fighting chance, and an infant mortality.
For this reason, as bourgeois as it may seem to moms who want
to decide their baby’s birthday to suit their lifestyle, it is well worth
noting that no amount of technology in a newborn unit can rival the womb in
nurturing the baby to maturity. As my wise professor always said, the best
incubator is always the uterus!
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