I was 25 when I got pregnant and 26 when my son, Ryan, was born. My fiance of 6mo broke up with me 3wks before I found out I was pregnant (I found out pretty quickly). I told him about it and told him what was going to happen (like i would have to go on welfare and they would sue him for child support, not me etc). Then, I spent the rest of the pregnancy trying to get him to be involved.
With that said, I had a very stressful pregnancy (because of his daddy, and i couldn't take my prozac), and it turned out I had a bad case of depression. Most ppl gain an appetite with depression, I didn't. I actually lost my appetite. I had to force myself to eat at least one meal a day. I had a student doctor who wasn't ready (apparently) for a high risk pregnancy. I didn't know a had a high risk pregnancy at the time.
My pre-pregnancy weight was 128lbs (5'4-1/2" with some muscle). I gained weight slowly and looked 6mo pregnant in my 3rd trimester. I gained 12lbs max and plateau'd at 10lbs. Then, after Ryan was born I went instantly to 111lbs. So, I lost 17lbs from my heaviest (140lbs) to my lightest (111lbs). So, it was actually a 17lbs pregnancy. I wasn't plagued with morning sickness all the time. I would get it every few weeks and it would last a week (not enough to actually throw up). When it ended my tummy would get bigger. I'm thinking the increase in hormones (that allow the child to grow) would make me sick. But, towards the end, my pants started fitting me different. It turned out as my tummy got bigger the rest of me got smaller. He was taking my weight and making it his own. I did eat, I just couldn't eat as much as I should. Not one craving did I get, if I had maybe I would have eaten more.
Just a few days before I was due I felt very minor contractions at 9am. I thought I just had to use the restroom (that is how minor it was). I waited at home and continued to read the Lamaze book with my mother (which actually told the history of the technique) because the class was too expensive. I went into the hospital around 4pm because of some spotting. It's a good thing too because everytime I had a contraction, his heartrate would go from a normal 130bpm to a dangerous 65bpm. They gave me a chemical that would stop the contractions make sure it wasn't anything else. The bpms never went down during that time. But, they did when the drugs wore off and the drugs came back. So, they prepped me for surgery. This was about 5:30pm
Ryan was born by C-Section at 10:01pm. The said, they opened me up to find a nice heart shaped uterus with a 1cm septum and a boy was estimate pre-natal to be 6-6.5lbs, instead was 4lbs 14-1/2oz (1.5oz less than 5lbs).
They explained to be, in the recovery room that i had a uterus shaped like a cat's. They has a split uterus so that they can be pregnant on both sides, which keeps their tummy off the ground when they move around. (great analogy for me).
Ryan had to stay extra long under the lamp to warm up, then once again under the lamp to warm up again after his bath. He was all muscle, barely any body fat. I prepared for a natural birth, but inside I always knew I was going to get a c-section. I will encourage ppl have natural births if they can, because it is better, but I am SO glad I had a c-section. Especially, since I'm petite and he had a big head LOL!
He ate lots over the next 2mo and gained very little (he grew just fine). He would eat lots but gained less than he should for the amount of calories he was taking in. I was always taking him to the doctor because he either he couldn't breathe from allergies or he would cry for a long time. We switched him to Soy formula and that helped. He was 9lbs at 2mo. That is when his scrotum swelled to taut. I took him to the hospital where they did many tests on him then he and I got transfered to another hospital that specialized in pediatrics. They wanted to make sure that there wasn't any upper intestinal blockages, so they opened him up above the belly button and did quick exploratory surgery. He was fine there, but I agree with the "better safe than sorry method" then, they did a half a c-section to remove the hernia/hypercele (water filled intestinal wall that sometimes gets caught pre-natal). The surgery took 45min. He was in pediatric ICU for a like 2 days, then in regular Peds for two days. The surgeon said 5% chance of the other side doing that.
After he got home, he was smiling more because he was in less pain and cried less. But 2wks later, the other side swelled (not as badly) so we took him in. This time we went to the correct hospital this time and only waited like 90min at the most for this surgeon to come. They new exactly what to do this time. This is 5% boy! The operation took 15min, he skipped PICU and was able to have formula right afterward. Now, he has the other half of the c-section scar LOL! It nearly matches Mama's.
After this one he was in no pain at all and belly laughed all over the place. He eve gained 4lbs in one week: 9lbs to 12lbs! He was nearly dying and I didn't know it and nobody believed me when I said that there was something wrong with him that he was too thin and was sick!
I tried to take him off of soy but it didn't fill him up, we figured it was because the soy was heavier and made him feel fuller with less. That may be true but he ended up staying on it anyway, because he is lactose intolerant and is a very gassy little boy. During the day he is fine but at night it keeps him up with pain.
Now he is 22mo nearly 3ft tall and nearly 30lbs! (he turns 2, August 2008).
So, it wasn't just my lack good nutrition (I did eat plenty of dark green lettuce and such from my mother's salads, yay for folic acids), or the bi-cornuat uterus. He had other reasons, too.
I was told that it was a Bi-corneat Uterus, and the internet confirmed that at the time. But, after doing a search again nearly 2yrs later, I'm finding out that it is a Bi-cornuat uterus. I never even THOUGHT of doing the surgery that is talking about in this thread. I mean, it never even occurred to me. But, I wouldn't want to do it anyway, because I wouldn't want the scar tissue. Research told me that with this defect, it can take some women years to get pregnant (took me 4mo without trying), there are high risks of miscarriage (had a scare at 7wks with spotting), and that children are often born preterm (just days early). I wouldn't want to add scar tissue to the folds.
I did get advice in person from a woman who had three children with a bi-cornuat. She said, that having a natural birth can cause fatal hemorraging in the mother and death in the child to never let a doctor talk me into having a child naturally, always by a c-section. I agreed.
Ryan had such little space in there, that he head was dropped, his butt was on my left side and his feet was on my right side kicking me on the OUTSIDE of my ribs. He kicked in a way that said he didn't have much space to move, infact after he was born and out of the cold hospital, he wouldn't let us swaddle him, he wanted to spread out and enjoy the space! 1 week before he was born i knew he was coming because that is when he complained the most and that is when I FELT pregnant. I felt heavy even tho I wasn't.
He took up the "corn" of the uterus on my left. I would hope that if I got pregnant again, that the baby would settle in the "corn" on my right LOL to even things out.
I took until I was 18 weeks along to get medicaid and that is when I started getting sonagrams at every doctor's visit, which we could videotape with a VHS. They NEVER saw a septum, division, or anomaly anywhere. I'm thinking the other side just sat passively in a corner being unused. I even had a sonagram with the miscarriage scare and they didn't notice it there, either.. I do not believe the placenta was attached to the septum (one less complication), but they did say it was a bit low (in the 2nd trimester) but was sure that it would raise as the pregnancy continued. I think it did, or at least just enough to relieve any concern.
And no, I cannot imagine triples sharing a "corn" WOW! And Ryan thought he was cramp! I can imagine twins and each one having their own corn. LOL! And if I do get pregnant again, to the specialist I go!
I know it's long and long winded, but these posts inspired me to tell my story.
. I hope that your meeting with her goes well and that the situation is not as bleak as it seems now. 
