My concerns about the 1-hour glucola test were not unfounded. I now have to go a lab to take a 3-hour glucola test, which seems significantly less fun than the 1-hour test. When the nurse gave me the news, I was pretty upset. Jeff took sweet care of me last night during the tears… he was so tender. I wouldn’t have been able to fall asleep last night if it wasn’t for his loving arms around me.
So why did I have a feeling I wouldn’t pass it? Call it maternal instincts, but I knew going into this that I fit into every risk factor for gestational diabetes:
*Women older than age 25
*Women with family history of pre- or type II diabetes
*Being overweight before pregnancy
*Being of certain races, including Hispanic or Asian (of which I am both)
Obviously, I can’t control the majority of the risk factors. I can’t snap my fingers and be a different race, or click my heels three times to find myself 24 years old again—and I certainly wouldn’t want to. However, I wouldn’t complain if I woke up one morning to discover that the pre-pregnancy extra weight had disappeared like some glorious magic trick. Poof! Gone! Bravo!
Like much of my family, I’ve struggled with my weight since my teen years. From being too skinny, to being too big… my weight has been my number one foe. For those of you that know what that’s like (or even for those of you that don’t), I recommend the book Good in Bed by Jennifer Weiner. Don’t let the title turn you off… it’s not that kind of book! ;)
So we go in for the second test on June 6th, which is also the date for our extra ultrasound. We’ll need everyone’s positive energy that day. There are some yucky potential complications that could come up for both the baby and I if I do in fact have gestational diabetes. In the meantime, I’ll do my very best to lead a healthy lifestyle for me and our little family.
My precious baby sprout, I will always take care of you....