all i want is a big bowl of cereal
Pregnancy hasn't been the most easy going experience I've so frequently witnessed. Yesterday I received a call from my doctor letting me know I failed my second glucose test, meaning I have gestational diabetes.
If all goes well, it can be treated through diet alone and will cease when the baby is born. I never thought I would get this since I only meet one of the risk factors - being over 25 - but I have no family history, am not overweight, and am not one of the higher risk ethnicities. Things just happen sometimes.
I will have to go to counseling at EVMS to learn how to check my glucose levels (finger pricks!) and manage my carbs, plus undergo more testing at my doctor's office. I also will be delivering early, perhaps as soon as a week after Marissa. Not what I had anticipated, but at least he'll see his first Halloween now.
So far I'm terrified. Making a drastic diet change is never easy, but adding on the fact that someone else's life depends on my strict adherence is stress-inducing to say the least. I think I'll feel better once I undergo the counseling and learn how to use a glucometer, but right now I'm just eating based on certain guidelines I received from my doctor and the internet. I hope I'm doing it right.
Cake, I'll really miss you. You too, my precious Cereal. I'm counting the days until I see you again.
On a good note, my recent ultrasound showed migration with my placenta (it was low-lying, which was adding another worry to the mix). I was able to experience a couple of days feeling like I had a normal pregnancy.