Hello all. It's currently just before 2:30 and I am taking a few minutes to update ya'll on my weekend and my day today. I hope you are having a great day, it's closer to over than it was when it started at the very least.
Saturday evening the girls came over. Boy did we have a house full. They put their fish on the wall in Lillie's room. We ordered pizza, played Wii, played guitar, played Sequence. We talked, laughed, cut up. It was a good night. I guess everyone cleared out around 1:30. I could not believe I was up that late. I had contemplated, on more than one occassion, making my apologies and going to bed. But I was a champ and didn't go to sleep til 2:00.
Sunday morning was just rude. I was awake by 7:00. How can that even be possible?! I layed there till nearly 8:00, trying desperately to go back to sleep. No luck. I got up, made coffee, let the puppies out. Sandy was still here (she was too tired to drive home the night before) and we had coffee and chatted till Tancy got up, around 8:30 I guess. We all chatted a bit more and at 10:00 we had to get ready for lunch with Jen and Tab. So we politely pushed Sandy out the door and left not far behind her. Jen and Tab are two of our friends who had recently found out they were going to have a baby. They had gone in to the doctor on Friday and found that Tab had a miscarriage. They were, of course, devastated. My heart, and everyone we knows hearts, broke for them. So Sunday we were having lunch and just putting our eyes on them. We had a good visit. They seem to be doing well, processing, dealing, moving toward the next step in it all. It was just good to see them honestly. I can feel very protective of those that I love, especially when they are hurting. Not that there's anything I can do, just puts my mind at ease a bit to see them. We stayed as long as we could, hated to leave, but we had other things to get done, so by about 2:00 we were on to the next stop.
Wal-Mart. Yuck! Tancy volunteered me to cook a jambalaya for nights tonight, so we had to go get the stuff. Luckily I didn't need much and it was quick. Then we stopped by Heather & Sonia's house. Sonia had forgotten her rings in Lillie's crib while she was painting, we dropped them by for her. I know I would have been a nervous wreck. We didn't stay long, food in the car and more scheduled for the day still. Home James to unload the groceries.
Tancy layed down for a nap before heading off to our next stop of the day. I clipped coupons from the Sunday paper. We have decided to be more diligent about saving money where we can. I clipped what I think I will use before the expiration date and plan to get a Sunday paper each week and continue the process. Before long though, it was time to leave again.
Off to Mandy's. She was making steak and gravy for dinner and Ty and Val were coming out to eat as well. We had a good visit. Tancy, Tylor, Lauren & Mandy rode the three wheeler. Mostly Ty and Tanc. There were mud holes behind Mandy's, in the field, and they busted them wide open. They had alot of fun doing it and we had alot of fun watching them. Before long though, they were inside, the water was cold and so was the wind... once they were good and wet... and the sun started to sink down, they got cold too. Tylor and Val left a little while later. We stayed till about 9:00. I was exhausted from the lack of sleep the night before and ready for bed. It was round about 10:00 when we got home, we both went to bed. Tancy should have stayed up, but she was tired and it just wasn't happening.
This morning my alarm went off at 7:20. Time to get up, shower, get dressed and go to the OB for a check-up. I felt a bit apprehensive this morning. Nothing major, just a funky feeling I guess. I got to the doctors office, left my urine sample and no sooner sat down in the waiting room till they called me back. My anxiety level was up, I kept taking deep breaths in the room, long exhales, just trying to settle down. I had gained 2 pounds (in two weeks... ugh) but when I inquired about that I was told that was a right where they want you (1/2 pound to 1 pound each week) so I shouldn't worry. My blood pressure was 122/78, good. They had my results from my glucose test. They want you under 140, I was at 149. SO! I get to do the 3 hour glucose test now. Fun. Our midwife talked to me about what all that means and what happens if I do have gestational diabetes (I get to go in once a week and have a 30 minute fetal heart monitoring done). They initially try to regulate any blood sugar issues with diet. If that doesn't work (I'll have to stick myself each day and test my blood sugar) then they move on to more aggressive methods like medication and possibly shots. We talked about what that meant for the baby (higher birth weight, broader shoulders, possible heart defects - in severe circumstances and seizures after birth - again in severe circumstances). I felt calm and anxious about it all at the same time. I suddenly wished that I had asked Tancy to come with me (we both agreed it made more sense for her to stay home and try to get some sleep before starting night shift). So she listened to Lillie's heart, sounded good. Then she measured my belly. She said that my belly was measuring big. I asked what that meant and she said that it could mean that she'd hit a growth spurt (it isn't until the third trimester that babies grow individually, prior to that, they all basically grow on the same schedule and within the same parameters), she could be in a funky position (I picture her head down, ass up, poking my belly out) or I could have some additional fluid. So I have to go in for an ultrasound to check her out and make sure everything looks good and so does she. I thought of it as an opportunity to see her that we wouldn't have normally had. But there went my anxiety level, up again. I asked about my urine, she said I had some sugar, but nothing major. We talked some more about the glucose test and what will happen. Since I have a history of PCOS that is already an indicator to them that my body doesn't process insulin quite normally. Pregnancy puts a strain on your pancreas and sometimes it just can't keep up.Also, I guess the sugar in my urine is a possible indicator that is what is happening, i.e. gestational diabetes. The only way we will know is to do the test. I think I will get the results there and if I do have (2 markers out of 4 indicate) gestational diabetes I will be sent next door to the Diabetes Center for a diet to regulate my blood sugar and some education about what it all means and what I have to do from there. I asked every question I could think of (and have provided that information to you now) and left out of the exam room to schedule my ultrasound. The glucose test was already scheduled, bright and early tomorrow morning. Yay me. We'll have the ultrasound done Wednesday morning.
I left the doctors office called Mom, Dad and Casie to tell them (they eagerly await my report after a check up) the news. Normally I would send an email, but I was concerned that they would be worried and I wanted to give them a bit of information and assure them that everything was ok and there was really nothing to worry about. I could tell that Mom and Dad were still worried, but I knew they would be... I just hoped to have lessened that by calling rather than emailing. I called to reschedule my massage/pedicure since the glucose test would be going on at that time. I'll go tomorrow afternoon instead of tomorrow morning.
I got home and cried while I was telling Tancy. I am not sure why. But I do know that the anxiety level I had been feeling suddenly escalated and it was all I could do. I know that gestational diabetes is manageable IF I have it, which we don't even know yet. To just have the test isn't a big deal, lots of women have to have the three hour test done. I don't think that "measuring big" is anything to be overly concerned about it. It wasn't indicated to me that it was a cause for concern. But I think the urgency in scheduling the glucose test and the ultrasound got to me. Can't really explain it. I continued to feel raw and prickly even after crying (more to come) but couldn't put it to words. I got busy on the jambalaya for Tancy to take to work. About half way through getting it ready to go in the oven I completely fell apart, sobbing, ugly face, snotty, can hardly talk crying. Tancy just held me. Tried to get me to talk about what I was feeling. It's strange because I know the reality of it all. And I don't feel scared that she's not ok or that I am not ok. I just felt completely overwhelmed, like a ton of emotional bricks hit me at one time and I just couldn't bare the weight. I have two irrational thoughts: 1. If I have gestational diabetes it is my fault for being fat to begin with. 2. That I now cannot have anything to drink other than water and nothing to eat if it isn't protein or good vegetables. I know these are irrational. But everything else is perfectly rational. I know what it all means, I know how common it is, I know people even who have had gestational diabetes and had healthy babies. So I can't really explain the overwhelming emotions... chalk it up to pregnancy hormones working over time.
In the meantime our modem/wireless router crapped out on us and I had to call AT&T to get a new one. They told me 3 - 5 days before I'd get a new one and I just about lost my shit. I told her that we were without internet for a week after getting our equipment and that it had been AT&T's fault. That I wouldn't even be home in 3 - 5 business days and I must insist that she expeditiously get me a new modem/wireless router TODAY! She did agree, maybe she heard the lunacy in my voice... not sure... I was near tears (this was pre-break down) at this point. She told me that someone would be here between 1 - 5 with my new equipment. Thank heaven for small favors (cause I really needed to blog and let go of some of this).
The guy showed up around 1:30 - 2:00 I guess and was done before we knew it. Lillie has been moving around so much you can watch my belly do a fast version of the wave. I have the jambalaya in the oven and once Tancy leaves for work I'll go get what I need to make dinner to take to Jen & Tab for tomorrow when they get back from the hospital. Gary is coming over tonight to visit for a bit... I am so glad that he is, I really don't want to be alone ALL night tonight. And I wish there was some way I didn't have to be alone for the testing tomorrow. But Tancy has to sleep and I know that, so I'll suck it up and be a big girl.
I'll get up early in the morning and take dinner over to Jen and Tab's first (so it doesn't sit in the car the whole time I am having the test done). Then to have my glucose test done. I'll either leave at the end of the 3 hours and come home, or go to the Diabetes Center for education. After that I'll go for my pedicure and massage (which I will desperately need by then). Then home to see Tancy for a quick minute before she goes to work... after that it'll be making my list and gathering things for the trip to Louisiana.
I just want to get back to my main focus being on my excitement for being in Louisiana for a bit. It isn't that I am not still excited, its just that I have other things in the forefront of my mind at this point. I don't feel overly emotional at this point, just ready to do what we need to do and know what the result is. And, obviously, anxious (in a good way) to see our Lillie again. Thankfully Tancy will be with me for the ultrasound.
I need to go find something to eat, I am feeling hungry. I just don't know what to eat right now. I feel a little gun shy when it comes to food right now. I normally might have a can of fruit (but I was advised to stear clear of fruit at this point) or a glass of milk (which I was advised to drink 2%... I just as soon not drink milk at all) or... hell, I don't know... but anything I can think to have at this point seems to fall into the bad category. It's very frustrating. I don't want to sit here and not eat anything until the test is over... that would be ridiculous. But I do want to be careful not to eat anything that might make it high either. Ugh!
Tonight, in addition to cooking food for Jen & Tab, and having Gary come over for a bit, I also need to get the laundry done and clean the kitchen back up from making jambalaya. I have a pretty full schedule for the rest of my day. Tomorrow will be full as well (glucose test, pedicure, massage AND getting a bag of dog food before I head home). Wednesday shouldn't be overly full, but I've got a feeling I'll still be feeling the pace of today and tomorrow. I am going to do my best to get some rest tonight (the first night of nights is usually so tough) and prevent total exhaustion. Keep your fingers crossed for me that works out.
Alright, I really must find something to eat. I hope you all are having a good Monday and that the evening just gets better. I don't know if I will blog again, I would say most definitely if I am feeling overwhelmed and probably not in order to get all my stuff done. I'll blog tomorrow evening with the results of the test, etc. Send positive thoughts and energy my way, I can use all I can get... and appreciate it too.
Love to all!
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