Well, the blood sugar was a wee high. Boogers. I go in for a fasting test tomorrow morning - I get to drink a whole bottle of the sugar water (imagine undiluted soda syrup) and then once an hour for 3 hours, they'll test my blood sugar.
I gotta say, I'm a little bummed about this. I have been sailing through this pregnancy, it's seriously been a breeze, other than all the worrying. I could have gestational diabetes. That means I'd have to have a regulated diet for the rest of my pregnancy, and no sugar. It also means Ace could grow faster than he should, and I'd have to have a scheduled c-section, which pretty much takes all the fun out of delivery. He could also have a higher risk of having diabetes himself, but if I control my diet (and you can bet your sweet bippy I will), he should be okay.
This wouldn't be so bad if I could have artificial sweeteners. Fake chocolate was just about the only thing that got me through the Atkins diet. But I'm not supposed to. Sigh. At least I can have fruit, or I'd go buck wild.
Of course, this could all be a false alarm. I could have had a bad day or something. It wasn't THAT high. I'm sufficiently alarmed though... definitely gonna buck the Pop Tarts from here on out. Only fruits. Be a good girl.
Also, my iron was low, which would explain my unholy exhaustion the past few weeks. So, I got an iron supplement.
Ahh well... couldn't have this pregnancy be totally complication free, now, could I? People would start to get jealous.
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