Diabetes sucks so thank god I don't have it! My follow-up blood tests came back normal but because my levels had been high at least once, my doctor ordered me to go for some diabetes education which I did early last week. In addition to finding out the 'how' of eating to maintain balanced glucose levels, I inherited a glucometer in order to monitor my levels. Considering the strong history of diabetes in my gene pool (both Mom and Dad have it plus fraternal Grandma and Grandpa - yikes!) I was very interested in gathering data. Many of my obsessive (and sometimes irritating to others) habits in the last couple of years are direct results from my vow to never get this awful condition. I spent a few days testing my sugar every few hours and gathering data - us problem-solvers by nature LOVE data! Now that I am armed with education and seeing how the food choices I make actually correspond to my blood sugar levels, I am feeling less worried about what is happening to baby and confident I can maintain the normal levels I've had the last week of monitoring. With the education, I am now also armed with how I can still eat in moderation some of the things I am craving without it impacting baby in any way. She should be happy about that, too!
The amount of time I have left is starting to get real for me. I had some friends over on Saturday and everyone was asking to see the baby room. Yeah, the baby room has not been transformed one ounce and it kind of hit me. We haven't even gotten the bassinet we are intending to use out of storage at my parent's house yet. If I went into labor early (which is the new worry of this stage of the game) we would be scrambling to even have a place for the poor darling to sleep. So now I am trying to find time to put up Christmas decorations AND clear out the room designated for baby so it can be transformed.
My baby bump is ginormous and baby is constantly moving. It is fun to interact with her and start thinking about the kind of baby she will be. Will she be as well-behaved as her big sister who was so easy and slept through the night after 4 weeks? I sure hope so since the alternative makes me tired just thinking about it. I went down to our storage room and found a super nice surprise - 5 boxes of baby stuff I had packed away and we had moved 3 times without discarding. It is surprising to me that they ended up sticking around out of nostalgia - since that was the only reason to keep them because we said we were done having kids really - especially since Daddy is not a packrat and tends to throw things out even when we might someday need them. I guess subconsciously we both knew we weren't done having babies? I have tons of blankets and burp cloths and even still have a monitor and some bottles. It was like finding treasure in the back yard and now I will have even more things to put away once the baby room IS a baby room.