What can I say? The end is near! Yay. This week I am 33 weeks along. Just 7 to go. So many people have said to me that my pregnancy has gone by so fast. I have to agree that for the most part it has. I think that probably has a lot to do with the fact that we didn't tell that we were pregnant until I was into my second trimester. The last few weeks have not been so fast for me though.
I hate to complain. I mean, I am always so grateful for the chance to carry another baby. I have a friend who is going through fertility issues, one that delivered a stillborn last year, and one that is currently on hospital bed rest just trying to make it each day a little farther so I feel like its completely insensitive for me to utter one single syllable of complaint. But....this is in fact, my blog. It is where I can document my life. I don't want to spill a sob story, but I want to remember that pregnancy number 3, has not been my easiest.
I was bound to have a harder pregnancy. I mean, its just tempting fate to have 3 'textbook' pregnancies as my dr had always told me before. Things have been a little different, a little more weird, but nothing that I would consider bad or hard. Then I had my glucose test. I failed it. That's right, folks! I have gestational diabetes. Woo-hoo! Five percent of pregnant women get this, and I have become one of that magical number. I already have delivered to 9lb babies, and gestational diabetes babies tend to be bigger, so now the dr is really on the alert.
Lucky for me, I am not a hard core out-of-control diabetic. I am not having to take insulin. I technically don't even really need to monitor my blood sugar. The dr wrote me a prescription that I should take twice a day and that is that. Except, its not. I like to avoid medicine if I can when pregnant. I came back asking if I could try to control this with diet and exercise. The dr gave me the green light and was impressed that I wanted to even try that, because its so much easier to take the meds and be done with it. I am eating better. I do a very brisk 2 mile walk on my treadmill everyday (enough to make me sweat), and biggest of all I've completely cut soda from my life. That may not sound like a big deal to you non-soda drinkers, but for me its huge. There is nothing like the tingly sweet taste of a cherry pepsi sliding down my throat. Its like manna from heaven if you ask me. My mouth waters just thinking of it......
Friday, April 05, 2013
With Easter falling in March this year, it seemed like it was over before it even started. I had plans to make some sort of Easter decorations because I have none, but I never found the time. Like always coloring our hard boiled eggs came down to the last minute too, but it was still pretty fun.