Exciting things?
--I no longer look like a teen mom because I got my braces off! yay!
--Baby's heart is doing great, 160 bpm last checkup.
--St Louis Cardinals won the World Series! (Miraculously!)
Not so exciting...
--I no longer can squeeze into pre pregnancy pants. Boo.
--My weight is on a steady increase.
--The glucose test tastes grody...
The last appt. included my glucose tolerance test, which was probably why my son's heart was racing! I had to down 50ml of that orange sugar stuff. It tastes like Tang, if the recipe for Tang was 2 cups of powder, one cup of water. It wasn't gritty, or syrupy. It had the consistency of water, but tasted like it should be pure sludge. Even if you typically can't chug something, you'll be able to get through the 50 ml. This is of course just the preliminary test, if this one comes back abnormal, I'll have to do the 100 ml and stay there for three hours, instead of just one...
But if you're worried about getting the glucose down, it really is just un-carbonated orange soda.
I hope to find out the results some time this week, and my next appt. is a week from Wednesday.
I have been enjoying my sons twists and turns a little more! He does a happy dance when I eat bananas, and he kicks when I eat tacos, probably due to the spicy kick to the food. He loved watching the Cardinals, or maybe just reacting to momma's yelling at the screen. Whatever his message, he always lets momma know he's there, by bump bump bumping around. We haven't had to negotiate rib space yet, so every time he moves, it's just a reminder that I'm not alone-- and then I think about my husband and how much I love him. It's pleasant and not uncomfortable yet, so we'll see what the coming months bring.
Week 28 is the threshold we just crossed, so I've officially rounded third...trimester that is. I'm sleeping a lot more, which was to be expected. This weekend, that's pretty much all I've done! I'll enjoy it while I can and hopefully not feel too guilty for it. It's hard when you see your sink start piling up with dishes, and all you wanna do is go down for another nap!
I've even started getting some strangers interested in my bump! I don't know really how I feel about that, but being asked "How far along are you?!" makes it proof positive that I look pregnant and not just fat like I was worried about since I started out plump. However, telling a pregnant woman she looks like she's about to pop? Unless you know that she's in her last weeks, please keep that comment to yourself. Because for a woman who's looking at another three months? Not exactly comforting! And yes, I'm sure that there's just one. From what my sister tells me, though, one of her skinny friends (like size 4-6 skinny.....skinny minny skinny.) got asked if she was having twins all the time. Yeah. She didn't like that much either.:)
I just hope that Johnny is healthy, and that I'm doing everything I can to help that happen. I'll know more once I get my glucose test results back...
Until Then,
Big Momma
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