Once you get pregnant and into the second trimester life gets BUSY. Between doctor’s appointments, dentist appointments, baby class, baby showers, reorganizing the house for baby, etc, you lose a lot of time. So I’m going to try to go back and document the last couple of months.
Let’s jump back to about the end of August or weeks 24-32.
Things I did. Got work off for Labor Day! Yay! That was nice. Had to start the first of a few dentist appointments because I had cavities. Boo. Couldn’t get them all at once because there were two on one side and one on the other. Unfortunately at that point it was uncomfortable to lay flat on my back for too long so we had to break the appointments up. I also was fortunate enough to see Phantom of the Opera the play! It was fantastic.
At this point in my pregnancy things weren’t too bad. My new medication had my nausea and vomiting under control. I was still tired a lot though and sleep was becoming even more elusive. I was having to fall asleep sitting up and it just took forever to get comfortable. So I was pretty tired most days and had some heartburn. Other then that things were going fairly well.
Week 27 however was the dreaded glucose test. Now before pregnancy I was a healthy 5′ 3″ and about 120 pounds. Pretty average. I was moderately active (before the puking started at week 6) and while I indulged in fast food now and then, I had a fair diet. I’d gained about 10-15 lbs at this point which was average.Needless to say I wasn’t worried too much about the glucose test except that everyone had warned me the drink they gave you was awful.
The drink wasn’t that bad. The diagnosis of gestational diabetes was shocking. I went in a week and a half later and the three hour blood glucose test confirmed it.
At first I was not too worried. Shocked, but not too concerned. I figured I would cut out any pop or sweets and call it good. Wrong. First I learned that the diabetes was not caused by my diet (or lack thereof) it was simply my pregnancy hormones at work. That was nice to know, I certainly hadn’t intended to give myself anything that could harm our little boy. Second I learned that managing it was MUCH more than just cutting out sugars. I had to count carbs, I had to measure things, I had to.. meal plan. I was not happy.
I had literally just a few weeks prior to all this started eating normally again. Just got my nausea under control and was indulging just a little in the, I’m pregnant I’ll eat what I want mindset. It was to be no more.
This bring us to week 30 of pregnancy and it deserves a separate post so I’ll pick up from there in my next post.
Heads up, things get a little ugly.