Chasing Baby

Nesting Time & 30 weeks

My most recent OB appointment was on Friday, and it went really well.  My blood pressure was 100/70, and my OB said that there are no signs as of now for going on bedrest!  At this point when I was pregnant with Tressel I was already on bedrest.

It was an interesting situation because I still had the nesting urge, but I couldn't fulfill it.  So, I would make lists all day (and lists of lists).  Then I would excitedly hand them to Mike the minute he walked in the door at the end of the day.  Let's just say that he wasn't as thrilled to see that the list really was never-ending.

I'm not doing everything, but I am doing some of the things on my list.  It feels really good to check another thing off the list.  Tuesday I cleaned out another closet and Mike's dresser.  When Mike arrived home that night, I had a stack of clothes sitting on the bed that I thought he should move into the Goodwill pile.  He doesn't like parting ways with any of his clothes or shoes, but he didn't even try to resist.  Resistance is futile when the one insisting is 7 1/2 months pregnant. 

I pulled out the car seat and papasan seat for the baby on Tuesday too.  So, it is time to start sorting and re-cleaning the baby stuff.  This pregnancy has moved a lot faster, and I can't believe we are this close!

Good Results!

Last Thursday Mike took the morning off of work to stay home with Tressel while I spent 3 1/2 hours at the lab for the three hour glucose test.  It was a little ironic that was the day that I was stuck in a lab all morning with no windows because it was a beautiful day outside. 

The time without was worth it when I finally was able to obtain the test results on Monday afternoon.  Everything is fine.  I was really relieved after a week and a half of feeling a little paranoid about another complication with this pregnancy.  After months of following doctor's orders and injecting myself, I was worried about the likelihood that the baby's or my health could be in danger.

So, now we are 29 1/2 weeks along.  Some days the Baby Duck is having a rave inside my uterus, and other days the baby is more calm.  I am feeling happy and tired.

Last night Mike and I laid awake in bed talking about baby names.  Tressel was soundly sleeping in his room in his bed.  Mike and I were laughing and enjoying the euphoria that accompanies this place where we are right now.

Three hours of drinking, sitting, and bleeding

At my last OB appointment, the nurse gave me the lab order to go for my 1-hour Gestational Diabetes screening.  I thought I was being smart and planned on having it done on a Saturday morning when Mike would be home with Tressel.  I thought it might be less than pleasant to have Tressel strapped into the stroller for an hour. 

I was glad Tressel wasn't with me because I waited 30 minutes just to get checked in by the clerk.  Then after drinking the "delicious" orange cocktail, I waited for an hour to have my blood drawn.  The nurse had told me to have a light breakfast, but she didn't say that any food was off-limits.  I had some blueberries with my pancake, and that must have been just enough because my blood sugar was a little elevated.

So, they called last week and said I needed to go for the three-hour test.  The lab is only open for four hours on Saturdays, so I asked Mike to take a morning off of work. 

Currently, I am 1 1/2 hours into the test, and Tressel and Mike are off on some adventure. 

This is one of those things that being inquisitive is a double-edged sword.  I immediately turned to Dr. Google for information about gestational diabetes and acceptable results from both the one-hour and three-hour tests.  Apparently, only 15% of those sent for the three-hour test actually have gestational diabetes.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed. 

If I have to modify things, I will.  However, waiting for today has caused me more than a little stress this week.  That combined with how busy we were this past weekend with my birthday on Saturday and Mother's Day on Sunday has made me incredibly tired this week.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed that I don't have GD.  I feel like I have a full plate already with the shots and taking care of Tressel.

One of the other tidbits of information I found about GD is that is significantly increases the chances of developing Type II diabetes later in life.

Only 15 minutes until the next poke.  Then one more hour left.  Luckily there is wireless web here, so I have something to keep me occupied.  I did bring a book, but I didn't think I could last/concentrate on reading for three hours.