Which do you want first??

29 weeks 4 days

Friday’s doctor’s appointment went well.  We had gotten bumped up to a two week rotation since the diabetes diagnosis.  Dr. D was great as always, telling me things she knew I needed to know without freaking me out in any way.  There was some good news and some bad news…

* Good/bad news= We’ll be on a 10 day visit cycle for the next little while.  She didn’t want to wait a full 2 weeks before seeing me again.  Any chance to hear baby and check in is good, but not when it lines up with the start of school.  Overwhelming.

* Bad news=It is starting to sound like there is a very good chance that I’ll either need to be induced early or have a c-section.  She’s great about having a “wait and see” attitude, but she’s very concerned about baby size and growth.  Add to that a study I heard that women who know their conception date within a 24 hour period (through early ultrasound or IUI or IVF) rarely go past their due dates.  I’m fine with whatever happens as long as there is a happy, healthy baby at the end, but the rest of me wants to exert some control soooo badly.  It helps me understand my friends who INSIST they won’t deliver before their due dates or are SO EMPHATIC they won’t need to do this or that to go through labor.

* Bad news=My fasting blood sugars have been under 100, which is what the dietician said is the goal.  Dr. D said that when she was going through school, the threshold was lower and she was hoping to see numbers in the 80s or even 70s.  She’s thinking of having me go on insulin.  I’ve been adjusting my diet and have been hitting in the 80s the last couple of days, so I might be able to keep off the insulin.

* Good news=Sounds like I’m going to get an additional ultrasound, likely two.  While they aren’t spectacularly accurate, it will give us an estimate of baby size.  The last thing we want is to be delivering baby only to discover that the head will fit out, but the shoulders won’t.  I shudder to think…

That’s it for now.  I have no energy today and found myself in a rotten mood everytime I heard my dear husband’s voice…fortunately that’s improved a great deal since this morning when I was wishing I had a fork around to stick into his arm.  For no reason at all.  He just bugged.

Ok, I’m off to clean up the bedroom and do some laundry.  And find some way to destinkify two of the three cats.  I don’t know if it’s a dietary thing or a warm weather thing, but they are RANK.  Perhaps I’ll attempt a bath for them if I’m feeling brave.  Or maybe just break into my diaper wipe stash.  Something MUST be done!!