Carbs and That Scene in Alien
10 weeks(ish)! I say ish because you never really know. However, things seem to be progressing normally. I'm measuring on track (they take something called the fundal height - the length of the uterus to see how big the baby is w/o an ultrasound) and I haven't gained any weight this month. That means I actually lost weight while the baby gained. This is a good thing for me, given my size. It also means I am probably making wise enough decisions about food.
They officially diagnosed me with gestational diabetes. I'm really borderline, but given the fact that Yvaine was too big to come out last time (really, she wasn't just heavy, her head was chockablock full of huge brainy brain) and that I did have some high numbers at times now, they are erring on the side of caution and making the diagnoses. I really don't want to have surgery again, so I am ok with that. All this is really doing is making me pay attention to what I eat and when I eat it. So for the next 2 months or so, no more popcorn, baked goods, doughnuts, etc. Much less sugar (Although, there are a few sweets I have found with a low enough carb count that I can have just a little bit to satisfy the craving. I am not good if I do total deprivation mode. That way binging lies). It's been a little difficult to get going, but not too bad. I have an appointment with and RN and an RD (registered dietician) next week to get me set up with a blood test machine and to talk about food. I'm staying positive and thinking appropriately sized thoughts for Hammer.
Hammer seems to be doing well, too. Lots and lots of movement. Much pushing and kicking and punching and rolling. Maybe Hammer wants to do stunts in the movies and is practicing martial arts and parkour in there. Hammer responds to some touch (like me pushing its bottom to go back in and stop trying to reinact the scene from Alien, or Space Balls which I prefer as there is singing. There should be more horror move musicals, then maybe I'd watch horror films). Sometimes Andy will drum on my abdomen and Hammer will move around. When I sleep, if I'm pushed up close to Andy's back, Hammer will kick him, which I find extremely amusing giving how much kicking I'm feeling. Yvaine has gotten to feel movement, too. I'll put her hand where it is and she'll feel it. Then she takes my hand and puts it on her belly so I can feel the big sister she is growing (her imagination knows no bounds). She is so sweet. In the mornings she comes in and snuggles in bed with us for a few minutes before we all get started on the day. Often times she says "where's the baby, I want to give it a hug and a kiss." So I'll pat on my stomach and she will flop (gentlyish) on top and hug it and kiss it. She is going to be such a great sister. I know there will be some rough spots, all families have that, but the way Y talks about her role as a big sister and what she wants to teach the baby just makes me so happy for the future.
I'm starting to get anxious/impatient. I'm a little worried about the actual labor/delivery part, but not too much. It will be what it will be. All I can do is try and make my body healthy and strong to work through it. I just really don't want another c-section. That recovery was awful. I discovered that I make a terrible terrible patient. Really, the universe shouldn't inflict me upon the poor L&D staff for 4 days. 2 will be enough. Really, I just want a healthy, happy, Hammer, but I'd also like it to get that way without the need for a major numbing drug near my central nervous system.
I'm starting to get impatient to celebrate. I haven't done as much of that with Hammer as we did with Yvie. I want to have fun and find cool things for it. We are reusing much of what we had when Y was born. I wanted to get a small something that was new (like an animal or something), but they didn't have anything I liked at the store. Maybe I'll try to make something. I've started sorting through all our old baby clothes. A bunch we are giving away (we don't have the space, and don't need it all right away) but there are a fair amount of Y's things that I am looking forward to putting on Hammer.
Still no inkling as to the possession of a Y chromosome. Last time there was some dreaming and intuition. This time, the line is silent. We even have an equal amount of names on our short lists (with Y we were prepared for her being a girl, if she'd been a boy she may not have had a name so soon). I just can't wait to meet the baby! Impatient Nobbit is impatient. But all in all, life is really good.
They officially diagnosed me with gestational diabetes. I'm really borderline, but given the fact that Yvaine was too big to come out last time (really, she wasn't just heavy, her head was chockablock full of huge brainy brain) and that I did have some high numbers at times now, they are erring on the side of caution and making the diagnoses. I really don't want to have surgery again, so I am ok with that. All this is really doing is making me pay attention to what I eat and when I eat it. So for the next 2 months or so, no more popcorn, baked goods, doughnuts, etc. Much less sugar (Although, there are a few sweets I have found with a low enough carb count that I can have just a little bit to satisfy the craving. I am not good if I do total deprivation mode. That way binging lies). It's been a little difficult to get going, but not too bad. I have an appointment with and RN and an RD (registered dietician) next week to get me set up with a blood test machine and to talk about food. I'm staying positive and thinking appropriately sized thoughts for Hammer.
Hammer seems to be doing well, too. Lots and lots of movement. Much pushing and kicking and punching and rolling. Maybe Hammer wants to do stunts in the movies and is practicing martial arts and parkour in there. Hammer responds to some touch (like me pushing its bottom to go back in and stop trying to reinact the scene from Alien, or Space Balls which I prefer as there is singing. There should be more horror move musicals, then maybe I'd watch horror films). Sometimes Andy will drum on my abdomen and Hammer will move around. When I sleep, if I'm pushed up close to Andy's back, Hammer will kick him, which I find extremely amusing giving how much kicking I'm feeling. Yvaine has gotten to feel movement, too. I'll put her hand where it is and she'll feel it. Then she takes my hand and puts it on her belly so I can feel the big sister she is growing (her imagination knows no bounds). She is so sweet. In the mornings she comes in and snuggles in bed with us for a few minutes before we all get started on the day. Often times she says "where's the baby, I want to give it a hug and a kiss." So I'll pat on my stomach and she will flop (gentlyish) on top and hug it and kiss it. She is going to be such a great sister. I know there will be some rough spots, all families have that, but the way Y talks about her role as a big sister and what she wants to teach the baby just makes me so happy for the future.
I'm starting to get anxious/impatient. I'm a little worried about the actual labor/delivery part, but not too much. It will be what it will be. All I can do is try and make my body healthy and strong to work through it. I just really don't want another c-section. That recovery was awful. I discovered that I make a terrible terrible patient. Really, the universe shouldn't inflict me upon the poor L&D staff for 4 days. 2 will be enough. Really, I just want a healthy, happy, Hammer, but I'd also like it to get that way without the need for a major numbing drug near my central nervous system.
I'm starting to get impatient to celebrate. I haven't done as much of that with Hammer as we did with Yvie. I want to have fun and find cool things for it. We are reusing much of what we had when Y was born. I wanted to get a small something that was new (like an animal or something), but they didn't have anything I liked at the store. Maybe I'll try to make something. I've started sorting through all our old baby clothes. A bunch we are giving away (we don't have the space, and don't need it all right away) but there are a fair amount of Y's things that I am looking forward to putting on Hammer.
Still no inkling as to the possession of a Y chromosome. Last time there was some dreaming and intuition. This time, the line is silent. We even have an equal amount of names on our short lists (with Y we were prepared for her being a girl, if she'd been a boy she may not have had a name so soon). I just can't wait to meet the baby! Impatient Nobbit is impatient. But all in all, life is really good.
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