Daddy snubbed

Last night I felt a few powerful roundhouses from baby while watching TV with Jeff.  After the second kick, I asked him if he wanted to see if he could feel it.  So we sat there for a few minutes while he put his hand on my bump...nothing.  A few minutes after he moved his hand away...whomp, another kick. But this time Frankie was laying across my lower belly and legs and when the baby kicked, Frankie snapped her head up and looked at me.  It was pretty funny.  So Frankie has been able to feel a baby kick, but not Daddy. HA!

Guilt...in many forms.

Wow, what a weekend!

Well, first let me start off with the results of my Glucose test.  I finally received a call on Thursday afternoon that my test results were normal. I had figured this to be the case since I hadn't heard anything until then.  Knowing my doc and how quickly I usually get stuff back if there is follow up, I wasn't too worried about the results. 

So with that pushed out of my mind, I spent all of Thursday night preparing for my weekend getaway.  I went to SCRAPCAMP this past weekend! Ok, it's a scrapbooking retreat, but we fondly call it scrapcamp ever since Jeff called it that last year when I went.  Crystal and I left Friday morning for the retreat. Anyhow, I found all kinds of energy on Thursday to pack my stuff, make pasta salad and lemon bars, and do some laundry. When I finally went to bed at 1:00AM. I was pooped. I had to be up early on Friday to head out, so no sleeping in for me. (this turned out to be a theme of the weekend.)

And we're off...Finally Scrapcamp weekend had come.  I'm posting my full review of the weekend on my other blog http://www.aqueenscourt.blogspot.com/

Here's where the guilt comes in:

1) I felt slightly guilty that Crystal spent a large portion of Saturday making my shower invites. They turned out AMAZING - So Thank You Crystal! She kept telling me to shut up and not feel guilty, but I still did.  What a great friend for doing that during her time at the retreat. (She kept saying, "well, when else am I going to do them, besides you're here so if I mess up or have a question, you can help" LOL!)

2) Jeff ate pancakes for dinner on Saturday night.  This made me feel guilty because I accidentally brought his deli turkey with me on the retreat. It was left in the bag I grabbed out of the fridge for the weekend. Oops. In my defense, we live 1 minute from a grocery store - sheesh.

and finally, something baby related...

3) I only felt somewhat connected to baby this weekend.  Here's why: I look very pregnant right now, so naturally people comment on this.  The ladies were so nice, telling me I looked "cute" and so on.  I also ate like a pregnant lady.  I think this made a lot of the ladies laugh.  It seems like I was always grabbing a snack or eating something. So, the focus all weekend felt like it was about ME and ME being pregnant.  I know there was talk about the baby, but it still felt like it was somewhat about me. I know it's silly to feel guilty about this, and I guess it's harder to explain that I thought.  Another way to put it is that most of my days I go to work, focus on work all day, then go home and it's just me, Jeff, Frankie, and "baby".  I have time to think about baby, talk to baby, and even feel baby moving.  On weekends, I feel more connected because I eliminate the work part of my day.  This past weekend, I was with other people, focusing on my projects, and never really alone.  While pregnancy and baby was a much talked about topic, I didn't have that alone time with my bump, so as a result I felt somewhat guilty. Crazy, I know.

Glucose test # 2 - 3 hour adventure

Well, here I sit.  I'm at my clinic right now enjoying my 3 hours of "work time", since that's what I'll be doing.  I will either spend this time preparing my 3 Day pictures for my scrapbooking retreat this next weekend, or work on Thingamabobs & Doodads.  (check out the work I did on the blog over the weekend - http://www.thingamabobsanddoodads.blogspot.com/)

I drank my "stuff" first thing when I got here.  This time it was lemon/lime (last week it was orange - yuk).  The lemon/lime wasn't much better, but it wasn't as gross either.  They will take my blood four times while I wait here.  My first # was 85 and it needed to be under 95.  I have no idea what this means, but the lab tech said that was a good number - anything under 95 is good.  I'm sure I'll be more educated by the end of this "adventure".  More to come.....

My Valentine...

I love this guy!

27 weeks!

:(

Well, I "failed" the glucose test.  My blood sugar came back higher than my doc would like so on Monday I get to do the 3 hour glucose tolerance test. ack.

Hopefully this second test rules out gestational diabetes.  Here's what I read on the web about the test I did today:

If the reading is abnormal (too high), which happens 15 to 23 percent of the time, your practitioner will have you come back for a three-hour glucose tolerance test to see if you really do have gestational diabetes. The good news is that most women whose screening test shows elevated blood sugar don't turn out to have gestational diabetes.

So on my day off (office is closed Monday) I get to sit at my clinic for three hours. yippee. I also have to start taking an additional iron supplement twice a day.  And things were going so well....poo.

Glucose Screening tomorrow for Gestational Diabetes

I'm not sure why this test freaks me out so much.  I think it may be because I worked with a girl once who had gestational diabetes and had to eat a special diet and test herself every day. That seemed like a huge hassle. 

So, here I am, it's my turn for the test.  Here's what I'm in for:

How is the screening test done?

When you arrive for the test, you'll be given a sugar solution that contains 50 grams of glucose. The stuff tastes like a very sweet soda pop (it comes in cola, orange, or lime flavor), and you have to get all of it down in five minutes. Some centers keep it chilled or let you pour it over ice and drink it cold.

An hour later (bring a book or magazine!), your practitioner or a technician will take a blood sample from your arm to check your blood sugar level. The idea is to see how efficiently your body processes sugar. Results should be available in a few days.

If the reading is abnormal (too high), which happens 15 to 23 percent of the time, your practitioner will have you come back for a three-hour glucose tolerance test to see if you really do have gestational diabetes. The good news is that most women whose screening test shows elevated blood sugar don't turn out to have gestational diabetes.

So I have that to look forward to tomorrow. Other than this test, here's what happening with us...

My wardrobe has shrunk considerably.  If you'll recall last week's posts, I had to go shopping for my first batch of maternity clothes.  It was a successful trip! I got a few tops, two pairs of jeans, and a little bit of confidence back.  However, I'm still in need of a few more items.  I had a mini online Old Navy shopping spree the other night, so I'm patiently awaiting a UPS delivery any day now. 

Baby is very active..or is he/she? I don't know if it's because I'm use to the movement, been super busy and haven't noticed, or kiddlet is mellowing out, but I feel like I haven't felt as much as I should be lately.  I'll be asking Dr. M about this tomorrow.

Hormones are back! Weepy pregger lady was visiting on Monday.  I felt terrible.  Physically and emotionally.  I was trying to still wear some of my "regular" clothes - what a mistake.  I was so uncomfortable.  That led me down a wicked emotional downfall.  Then to top it off we got semi-bad news about a house we were interested in.  I actually started bawling at work.  I ended up leaving early for the day.  It wasn't good. 

But, I feel great again today.  Sun is out, I get to sleep in a little tomorrow, and a wholesaler is coming in today and bringing FREE lunch! Poor guy, he has no idea he gave his credit card information and free range ordering power to a pregnant lady. ha ha ha!

i feel huge.

I've finally hit the point where none of my clothes really fit (barring the elastic stuff!) I'm suppose to go shopping tonight with Katy to get some moo moo's or something, but the snow is messing with my plans.  Not to mention the fabulous dinner out I have my heart set on!

So, there you are.  I feel huge.  Thankfully I've been told/ or lied to/ that I'm "so little". 

But...I'm still 6 lbs under my first appointment weight.  Why didn't any of you tell me I was the size of a whale pre-pregnancy?!

me in a few short weeks? eek.