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Trying Something New

August 31, 2010

Today, I had my weekly visit with Dr. OB.  All went well.  My weight, blood pressure, belly measurement and urine check were fine and Baby B’s heartbeat was strong and steady in the 150s.  The nurse hooked me up to the monitor and the NST was underway.  I guess I was only on the monitor for about 30 minutes or so and Baby B did great.  She had some heart rate accelerations and moved around a fair amount during the test…so, we passed.  The only issue remains that my fasting blood sugar numbers are higher than Dr. OB would like them to be.  I’ve really tried just about everything and there doesn’t seem to be a rhyme or reason to how the numbers go.  Ironically enough, I got my lowest fasting number this morning which was 85 (<90 is the goal).  Now, this number was after having the same bedtime snack at the same time and testing at the same time in the morning.  Why it decided to be lower this morning escapes me.  Anyways, Dr. OB decided to switch me to Metformin 500mg twice daily instead of the Glyburide 2.5mg once daily.  I hope it does the trick. 

My next appointment is Tuesday.  I’ll have an ultrasound to see how big Baby B is along with a NST.  I hope she’s not enormous.  I have to wait 7 days to find out.  I’m also assuming that based on what the ultrasound shows, induction dates will be discussed.  Dr. OB said he won’t let me go passed 39 weeks and I don’t think he’ll take Baby B any earlier than 38 weeks.  Now that this pregnancy seems to be wrapping up, I’ve reflected on the Best and Worst of Pregnancy.  Please understand that I am fortunate to even be in the position I am having been through the IVF process.  I know how lucky Mr. B and I are that we got pregnant on the first cycle.  My Best and Worst by no means is to imply that I’m ungrateful.  The list is simply my reflection on the last 8 1/2 months…

The Best Things About Pregnancy:

Seeing those two incredible lines on the HPT.

Seeing the heartbeat for the first time at 6 weeks on ultrasound.

Feeling Baby B move for the first time.

Finding out Baby B was a girl.

Seeing Baby B’s face for the first time on the 3D ultrasound.

Having an even closer bond with Mr. B than I ever could have imagined.  I know our bond will only get stronger once our little princess arrives.

Having perfect strangers be more considerate and thoughtful by opening doors or letting me cut in line : )

The Worst Things About Pregnancy:

Bleeding like a stuffed pig off and on for several weeks during the first trimester along with occasional bedrest.

Morning sickness all the live long day…and night.

Giving up Feta cheese, Diet Coke, cold cuts, steak cooked medium, licking the bowl after baking a cake and all of the other things you should avoid.

Frequent trips to the bathroom to pee all day and night…and infrequent trips to the bathroom because of constipation from HELL!

Pre-term contractions and early cervical exams.

Having those same perfect strangers ask you horribly inappropriate questions and molest you in public.

Hearing the constant comments about how big my belly is getting.

Cankles and massive hair growth in unusual places. 


Insomnia in the first and last trimesters.

Being super-huge and pregnant during the dog days of summer with average temperatures in the 100s…heat index 115.

Trouble breathing because Baby B’s favorite place to snuggle up is under my rib cage.

Even though the WORST has been pretty bad, the I wouldn’t trade it for the world.  I’m grateful that I have been fortunate enough to experience pregnancy at all.  Look out parenthood…here we come!


Baby Showers and Blood Sugars

August 19, 2010

Sorry I’ve been MIA.  Things have gotten pretty busy around here lately.  First things first…Gestational Diabetes.  It sucks, to put it mildly.  The diet itself really hasn’t been bad but the planning and preparing for meals and snacks continues to be a drag.  What’s worse than that is the anxiety and anticipation as the monitor counts down til my blood sugar result.  Five seconds of pure anxiety four times a day which was starting to cause anger and depression.  I have worked really hard to test out different food combinations to figure out how I could get the best numbers.  I found what worked for me and kept the routine.  The only problem was that my numbers started to creep up even though the timing of meals or the meals themselves weren’t changing.  Major frustration and many tears ensued.  Not good times.  I was feeling like a failure.  This pregnancy has been pretty hard on me and this just seemed to be the icing on the cake…what was finally gonna put me over the edge!  I had my Baby Shower on Sunday.  You would think I would have been excited, right?  Nope.  I spent the morning crying and feeling sorry for myself because my fasting and after breakfast numbers were 5-10 points higher than the acceptable range.  Poor Mr. B didn’t know what to do with me.  At that time, I made the executive decision to put the glucose monitor away for the rest of the day and indulge (but no go overboard) at my Shower.  I got over myself, got ready and headed to the party.  More about that later.  So, my routine appointment with Dr. OB was Monday.  I walked into the office with my head down in shame because my numbers weren’t cooperating.  Dr. OB walked in and asked me how I was doing.  My response… “I’m pissed!”  He started laughing as I explained my predicament.  He was really comforting and told me that GDM gets harder and harder to manage as the pregnancy progresses due to the hormones and the growth of the placenta.  He didn’t think my numbers were as bad as I thought they were which was a HUGE relief.  However, he did start me on medication.  I’m now on Glyburide 2.5mg by mouth once a day after breakfast.  It seems to be helping my post meal numbers but isn’t really helping my fasting numbers.  I assume he’ll be tweaking the dosage or timing when I see him on Monday.  As much as I didn’t want to go on medication for this, I must admit it as taken alot of pressure off and helped to lighten my mood about things.  And it’s only for a few more weeks.  He said I will meet my baby girl by the end of September.  I can hardly wait!

Now, about the Baby Shower…it was last Sunday at my Mom’s house.  My sister and two best friends helped her host the party and it was a great success.  We had a great turn-out and got alot of beautiful things.  The food was outstanding and the cake was incredible!  Yes, I had a piece of cake…but it was a small piece.  My only complaint about the wonderful afternoon was that most people didn’t buy off the registry.  I know, what a brat, right?  I feel bad for even saying that but we didn’t get one bottle or crib sheet or any of the practicalities involved when caring for a newborn.  What I can say is that my child will be dressed to the nines with all of her fabulous smocked dresses and clothes.  Her closet is full! 

After getting home from the shower, Mr. B and I had the best time looking through all the gifts.  We were exhausted and turned in early…but at 3am, I couldn’t sleep.  I proceeded to make a master list of all the things we still needed to be ready for Baby B’s arrival.  And Monday, I started my manic nesting extravaganza.  I shopped til I dropped at Walmart and Target and hit Babies R Us on Tuesday.  I got everything else we needed and it’s all put away in her room.  I’m sleeping so much better now that I know we are ready.

For your viewing pleasure…

Two of my dear friends put their blood, sweat and tears into making this cake for the big celebration!

And now, a Belly shot at 32 weeks…

Doing OK

August 2, 2010

Last Saturday, I had to go back to the lab for a fasting glucose level.  At my routine appointment with Dr. OB this morning, I found out the results.  It was 90!!!!  Dr. OB was pleased…and I was too.  The appointment went well.  My belly is measuring on track and Baby B’s heart rate was in the 160’s.  My blood pressure was normal and I had minimal weight gain.  The only issue I had was now having to test my blood sugar twice a day.  Yep.  Even though I’ve followed my diet plan, Dr. OB wants me to check my fasting blood sugar every morning (should be under 90) and after one meal a day of my choosing.  So, two hours after the meal of my choice, I need to test (should be under 120).  I know two times a day isn’t as bad as four times a day but it still stinks!  I’ve also been trying to work in 15-20 minutes of walking after dinner which is supposed to keep the levels lower too.  I guess I’ll get to test that theory soon, as in tomorrow.  I return to Dr. OB in two weeks.  Then, I move on to weekly visits with NSTs.

In other news, I searched high and low for a dress to wear to my upcoming Baby Shower.  It was quite the struggle but I finally found one today.  I’m really looking forward to the celebration which will happen in two weeks.  And I hope we get lots of goodies too.  And in case you were wondering, I will be partaking in cake and other delights at the party…but only at the party.  Then, back to the diet I will go.

Other than that, nothing else much is going on.  I am working on getting my hospital bag packed and ready to go.  I am concentrating hard on this GD diet.  I am still not sleeping well and waking up every 2 hours to pee and change positions.  I am cherishing all of Baby B’s movements and motions because I know they will only happen on the outside in a few short weeks.  And I am enjoying lots of quality time with Mr. B because our time alone is coming to an end.

The Real Story

July 23, 2010

Apparently, my nurse was having a psychotic break when she spoke to me on the phone the other day.  She called me back yesterday to tell me my REAL numbers from the 3 hour glucose test.  Here they are:

Fasting blood sugar: 96 (<95)

1 hour blood sugar: 194 (<180)

2 hour blood sugar: 181 (<155)

3 hour blood sugar: 128 (<140)

So, it seems to me I really had trouble with the 1 and 2 hour draws but the other two were cool.  After hearing that news, I felt alot better.  Too bad I had already spent the better part of Tuesday crying about it.  Based on those numbers, I’m pretty confident I can handle this with some diet modifications.  I took matters in my own hands and scheduled an appointment with a dietician to review the gestational diabetic diet and some meal plan suggestions.  I had that appointment this morning.  It went really well.  She was very nice and did her best to explain how much of certain food groups I should eat and when I should eat them.  I’m glad I met with her…and I got some great hand-outs too.

The other thing that’s different today is a dull headache and some dizziness.  I’m thinking it’s because I’ve been monitoring my carbohydrate intake and I haven’t been eating as much as I should be eating.  I checked my blood pressure and it’s still normal.  I’m hoping tomorrow will be a better day once I get the hang of this.

And one last thing…a question, really.  Why is it that people completely lose their filter when speaking to me or pregnant women in general.  I’ll give you some examples.  I shared with a couple of people that I now have gestational diabetes.  By sharing that information, I got the horror stories of others who knew someone who was related to someone else’s sister that had GD.  Well don’t you know that they all gave birth to 10 pound baby beasts and ripped their lady bits in half.  Now let me ask you…is that supposed to provide me comfort or support?  Ummm…not so much.  I don’t need to hear crap like that.  I also don’t need to hear how swollen my ankles are from random people.  My office mate is obsessed with the state of my ankles and comments on them daily.  Keep in mind, I’ve shared office space with this woman for 2 weeks and spoke to her only a couple of times.   And then the office cleaning lady, whom I have never spoken to, proceeded to share with me that my ankles were swollen the other day.  Maybe it’s just me but I cannot fathom approaching a stranger and making a comment about their appearance, pregnant or not.  I even think twice before I tell someone they have food in their teeth for fear of upsetting them.  Gosh, don’t I wish others had the same hesitation.

Bad Attitude!

July 20, 2010

Yeah, I have a really bad attitude today.  Read with caution…

Yesterday’s 3 hour glucose test was not fun.  I didn’t think it would be and it certainly lived up to my expectations.  The good news was that the lab ladies were nice and they had no trouble finding my veins.  I still look like a heroin addict after 4 blood draws in 3 hours.  Ahhhh, just like the good old days of IVF.

So, the nurse from Dr. OB’s office called me today with my news.  She told me I didn’t study hard enough for my test cause I failed all four draws.  She didn’t give me the numbers.  Then, she gave me the piss poor instructions of “Start a low sugar diet for the next week and a half.  Then, at my appointment, Dr. OB will get another level and let me know what to do from there.”  Are you fucking kidding me?  I assume that Gestational Diabetes is no joke and those are the instructions  get?  I know a little about good carbs and bad ones but I know it gets a little more complicated than that.  So, I guess it’s up to me and Dr. Google to figure out a meal plan until my appointment.  To say that I’m pissed off, angry and frustrated would be understatements.  Cause I haven’t been through enough with this pregnancy that I now get the joy of dealing with this shit too.  Great.  Thanks.  Fortunately, one of my friends who was recently pregnant with GD still has her handouts and information so I’ll get those from her tomorrow.  They should help me to figure this out.

I apologize about my tirade but it’s annoying.  And, yes, I know that it could be worse.  I’m fully aware that some are dealing with things alot worse than this.  But right now, this is how I feel…and it blows!

What Happened To My Ankles?

July 16, 2010


And after…

I’m in L.O.V.E.

July 16, 2010

I never knew I could love someone so much…I and haven’t even met her yet!