Well at my 28 week check up I got to do the 1 hour glucose test, I was called back a couple days later and was told I failed, miserably. So then I got to do the super fun 3 hour glucose test. I thought for sure I would pass it, but again a couple days later I got the call that I failed again. I wasn't even close to passing. So I am now considered gestational diabetic.
At first I was pretty bummed, but I had a couple of weeks to get used to the idea before meeting with the diabetic and nutritional counselor. After my first appointment I actually left feeling way optomistic about everything. It has almost been a week of counting carbs, writing down everything I eat, and taking my blood sugar. And I gotta say. It kind of sucks.
This has become my new buddy (see pic below)
I wake up, I take my blood. I eat a small breakfast, 2 hours later I take my blood sugar. I eat lunch, 2 hours later I take my blood. I eat dinner, 2 hours later I do it again. My numbers have been good so far, so I can't complain too much. But it's crazy how many carbs things have in them! I have to count the carbs I eat, and that also means that I have to eat smaller portions of things. And this prego girl is kind of hungry. All. The. Time.
Also, among other things gestational diabetes can cause the baby to be big. I have this weird irrational fear of giving birth to a large baby. So this freaks me out a little. Maybe it's because Sydney was small at only 6 lbs 11 ounces but she did some pretty decent damage? I don't know what it is but I'm hoping this little guy doesn't grow too big before he decides to make his appearance!
I'm sure I will get used to all of it, and by the time I do I will be popping this kid out and I won't have to worry about this as much anymore. I'm hoping these last 8 weeks fly by!
