I have never failed a test before. I am the ultimate overachiever. No amount of studying could have prepared me for my glucose screen last Thursday. I failed the damn test. Crappity, crap, crap, crap.
I now get to return to the dr’s office next week for a THREE HOUR glucose test which will either confirm or rule out gestational diabetes.
Let’s just say that I really don’t need to add anymore stress, but my molecular makeup does not allow for me to be nonchalant about things such as these. Here’s just a wee glimmer of some of the “try not to panic, you can’t be in control of everything, holy moly I can’t breath, I feel so guilty” list of my current stresses:
Have I mentioned that I may have gestational diabetes? This can cause fetal distress or a large baby, but…
I only measured 27 weeks last Thursday (I’m 29 weeks). I had Intrauterine Growth Restriction in my first pregnancy. So maybe I have GD and IUGR. Spectacular.
I had to find someone to watch Peanut for me when I go for my test. Seeing as we are rarely apart, I feel anxious leaving him. There’s an excellent possibility that he isn’t going to like that I’m leaving him. Awesome, makes me feel like an A #1 Mommy.
Tate left for a trip to St. Louis this weekend to attend him Dad’s retirement party. Peanut and I didn’t go because I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY didn’t want to sit in a car for 22 hours this weekend. Bad idea with frequent pee breaks, aching joints, and a sciatic nerve that’s tormenting me. Doesn’t mean that I don’t feel guilty. Doesn’t mean that FIL and MIL haven’t said things like “we’ll buy you a plane ticket, we really wish you could come.” Yep, just a little more guilt. Yippee.
When discussing GD with Tate, he said something to the effect that it’s probably because of all the sugar and bread I’ve been eating. Screw off. I don’t eat many sweets, CARB NAZI. Hmmm, he’s not the one who spent several hours online googling this damn disease, in the middle of the night, because I was so flipping worried. By the way, it isn’t the fault of the mother…Somehow, though, this information isn’t really helping me feel better. Dynamite.
I’ve been feeling so down, Elmo and Blue have had to take over some of my Mommy duties. Terrific.
I’m going to go breath into a brown paper sack now. Aren’t you glad you read this? I’ll try to be funnier tomorrow. Promise. Well, maybe on Wednesday.
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(((HUGS))) Honey! Everything is going to be ok. Do you want a pick me up? I’ll email you the super cool invitation I designed for you. (tooting my own horn) Maybe that will do the trick for you like it has for me. If not, feel free to bitch slap me. I can take it.
By The Queen of Shake-Shake on 03.05.07 1:23 pm | Permalink
Better yet! You need some retail therapy. Remember that sale I told you about? You should go
By The Queen of Shake-Shake on 03.05.07 1:29 pm | Permalink
I am so sorry about the test…It will be okay. It could be a fluke…maybe you had a high carb meal the evening before or something. Don’t freak out until after the next test. I’ll have you in my prayers! I know how tough waitng and tests can be while preggo. With Patrick, I also failed the first test but I did fine the second. BTW its a shame you didn’t come up because we could have had some fun here in St Louis :-)! I am only Joking….not trying the guilt trip!
Take care and I’ll say a prayer!
hugs
Aldara
By Aldara on 03.05.07 5:48 pm | Permalink
Hang in there. It’s such a stressful time.
By Oh, The Joys on 03.05.07 8:39 pm | Permalink
It’s definitely not because you’ve been eating a lot of sugar or carbs, even if you had been. And it was mean of him to suggest it. Jerk. Like we need people to suggest that things are our fault.
One of my friends had gestational diabetes, and she was the sort who ate all healthy foods all the time. It’s just some people get it and some people don’t. (Lucky for me, since I am practically living on Reese’s PB cups during this pregnancy.) Her babies were totally fine, too (she had three): one was big (over 10 pounds) but that was before her gestational diabetes was diagnosed (she passed the screen so they only found out afterwards). The other two were totally normal weights, one was 6 pounds plus, the other was 7 pounds plus. She just had to eat carefully during the pregnancy.
By Swistle on 03.05.07 8:57 pm | Permalink
you know what? just kick back and relax and let cartoons do their job.
you’re pregnant and need your rest. don’t stress about your parenting duties, your house or your weight. just relax and hope for the best.
as i’ve learned recently, life is too short.
By BlogWhore on 03.05.07 10:13 pm | Permalink