Glucose Test Results

I'm a day late, but just wanted to let everyone know that I passed the 3 hour glucose test! Woo!

Let me tell you....I'm usually not one to get wimpy about anything, but that 3 hour test brought out the wimp in me. When I first started drinking the glucola, it wasn't so bad. It actually tasted pretty good - like an extra sugary Sunkist. Then, I got the point where I had 1/4 of the way to go. I took breaks because the lady/nurse/whatever told me that I should take it slow since it was more concentrated. I did as I was told even though I wanted to just chug the thing and get it over wtih. Anyway, 1/4 left....and the wimpy Lindsay appeared. I had had enough....every sip was taken with great effort. I finally got it down, though.

I did well with the first draw of blood. That never bothers me. I can watch it all....not a big deal. Even when she said she would have to draw blood 3 more times, I thought, "Eh...I got this." So, I sat and waited. The first hour was a roller coaster - for me and for Collen. About 15-20 minutes into the first hour, Collen was obviously on a sugar high because he was all over the place. So, I entertained myself by watching him jump around. I read a little....tried to get my laptop to pick up Internet...settled for computer games eventually. My side of the sugar high resulted in nausea, wooziness, and a headache. Not too fun, but it was bearable. I think I might have caught myself pouting at one point, though.

2nd draw of blood....okay....tolerable....but then I realized, I had 2 more hours and 2 more draws of blood to go. Ugh.... Luckily, the nausea and headache wore off, so I was able to sit back and relax a little more. I tried to read a little more, but went back to the computer games. I chatted with a few of the patients who came in for lab work. A lot of interesting people come in and out of a lab in a three hour time span. While I was there, I had to answer "the question" twice. I was proud of myself for not crying - although that would have been perfectly acceptable. I found that it was easier to answer because it was a stranger asking me if this was my 1st child. What did I have to lose? I'd never see them again. So, both times it was asked, I said, "No, this our second." Of course, that was followed by, "How old is your first?" Me - "Well, he would have been 13 months, but he passed away." One lady was so sweet and so compassionate; she wanted to talk to me more about it, but the lab technicians rushed her around. Before she left, she made sure she spoke to me and gave me a sweet smile. I so appreciated that. And I felt so proud to tell yet another person about Ayden, even if it was for a short moment.

So, you're probably getting the idea by now. I was dreading the 3rd and 4th draws of blood and would have even whimpered outloud, but I talked myself out of such a childish response. :P Although, I might have let out a few as I was sitting in the waiting room anticipating yet another needle prick. Finally, though, it was all over. I had to wait until the next morning for my results. Luckily, I got them first thing in the morning and found out that all of my results were normal! And as I told my midwife - "Yay! No 12 pound baby!!!" haha.....then she quickly reminded me that it was still possible even without gestational diabetes. Scary thought.... I don't see that happening, though.


I know I need to post another picture soon. I promise I will. I feel like I look all of the 28 weeks pregnant that I am, but many of my friends and family feel the need to pop their eyes open wide when they see my belly. I really don't think I'm that big. I am bigger than I was with Ayden at this point, but I'm not huge by any means, and I most certainly do not look like I'm about to pop any second (yeah, someone said that....a man....go figure). I'll let you guys be the judge.

Collen is a very active baby! I'm learning so much about him now that I'm finally feeling him jump, flip, turn, kick, punch, etc. more and more. He is a lively baby, and there are rarely moments during the day when I don't feel him moving. He takes an afternoon nap and rests for a few hours, and after supper he does the same thing. Other than those times, he's pretty active.....even at night.....throughout the night.....yes, I know what this probably means, and I'm quite alright with it. :)