An Apple a Day

Baby Chuck and I visited the doctor today. We are down to our two week appointments. Dr. stayed sleeping because I knew it was going to be a quickie and he has to work the night shift tonight. First of all, the next baby I have, I am going to make sure I get pregnant and give birth in the same year. This paying two deductibles that they hit me with today was somewhat surprising..... I mean I wasn't that surprised but I was hoping they just wouldn't say anything.... they did though. So I just finished paying my last payment the last visit but I got to start all over today!

On a brighter note, Chuck's heart rate is just beating along and his kicking is getting a little outrageous. I think people at school are starting to take bets on my delivery date because they don't think I am going to last until April and they think he has started dropping. Someone told me I looked very FULL today. I said "I did have a fabulous lunch of fresh berries and spinach" and went on my merry ( or should I say mary) way.

I have been stressing because I just knew my blood pressure was starting to creep. Not that I feel any different. It just seems as though this whole "pregnant" thing has been so easy that surely something big is going to hit at any moment.... I think I am a walking time bomb. Well, my blood pressure was 132/90. Which I thought was surprisingly good... as long as it is below 140, right.... apparently I haven't been paying attention to the bottom number which the nurses seemed to think was rather high. Poop, I thought I got a good reading on the blood pressure. Well, the nurse knows I am a teacher and understands that arriving at the doctor only 15 minutes after leaving 18 2nd graders would cause anybody's blood pressure to be high. So they took it again when my appointment was over and I was at 124/72 which is significantly better! I laid down while I was waiting for them to come back and closed my eyes and pretended like I was laying on a warm beach..... hehe....guess it helped a little. So..... blood pressure is fine. Phew!

Not only is my blood pressure fine, so is my sugar! I figured they would have called if I was diabetic but today I asked if I could have my numbers from the test because my husband would want to see them. So at fasting, my glucose was at 86. Like I said before, if you are 120 you are automatically diabetic. (Don't quote me on this) At 1 hour ( after drinking some fabulous glucola) my levels were at 132. They should be below 180. At 2 hours, my levels were 130, they should be below 155. And at 3 hours, my levels were at 96. They should be below 140. So all is well in baby's mama's body! So maybe there is no time bomb.... or maybe the time bomb is in my tummy right now doing flips.....ahhhh.

I have started to pack my hospital bag and my team at school is going to be discussing a labor/delivery plan during our team meeting this week. I think they might be fighting about who actually gets to leave school to drive me to the hospital (of course, so they can be with me for support and not because they would get off early.)

So I am a lot less stressed than I have been the past two weeks. I feel like I should be nesting but I have no idea what I should do. Baby Chuck got so many fabulous things at his shower this weekend that I am slowly putting them away and washing things so they will be ready. Really, though, how long does that take.... an hour? I will post some pictures of some cute things he got and some of the cute clothes I have found for the little rascal.

Baby Chuck wants to say WHO DAT!!!!! to everyone.

We are going to put our feet up while we average grades for parent teacher conferences this week . Love to all!

Clean dishes

And now for the sink. It is has not been attached to the counter yet so you may see the edge of the tiles but that will be gone after some minor caulking. If you want to compare old pictures to the new, check out the old blog post here. I don't think I need to say anything. I would hate to brag and make anyone jealous. So now I share with you our new sink (with new garbage disposal that my handy Dr. attached). I know... it's pimplicious.

I made it!

Hello... is anyone there...... is this a dream....

Ahhhh, I made it! It is over! Yahoooooo!

Ok, so Dr. took me to the doctor's office at 7:00 this morning. We started with a blood draw to get the fasting glucose level. If you are over 120, you are automatically diabetic and they stop the test. If you are under 120, they continue with the test to monitor how your body processes the sugar. My fasting glucose was a whopping 86. So Unfortunately, and fortunately, we were allowed to continue with the test. So an hour and a half after that first blood draw, I had to drink an awesomely yummy ( insert sarcasm here) glucola drink with 100 g of glucose. Baby Chuck immediately started kicking. I don't think that is what he expected for breakfast. After that had been in my system an hour, they drew blood. An hour after that, they drew blood. And finally, and hour after that, they drew blood.

What did I do this whole time.... I sat in the waiting room, for four and a half hours. It was so exciting ( you may just want to insert sarcasm everywhere). Luckily there was a TV and I got some school work done. I was so sleepy though and have you ever tried to go to sleep in a waiting room chair when the back is so low down there is no where to put your head and the seat is only as big as your bottom. I did have the room to myself for a good two hours until the numbers started trickling in. I was entertained by a guy trying to find a new ring for his phone, a large man/woman ( not sure which one) who was grunting...I think for air. I was not prepared to perform CPR on him, and elderly people having conversations about things I never needed to know.

As I was nearing the last blood draw I was becoming somewhat hungry after 11 hours with no food. Apparently the little wee one in my stomach was hungrier than I. He was kicking the entire morning but this time he gave me a big soccer kick to the right side. I reached down to kind of rub my side and to my surprise there was a HUGE lump sticking out of my side. It FREAKED me out. It seems as though Chuck does not have enough room in there and need to stretch out his legs! I just shoved his foot back in and started laughing hysterically! I pretended like something funny was on my phone but I was in shock! I did NOT know how to react. It tickled but it also made me a little dizzy thinking that there was a foot sticking out of my side! Chuck also thinks it is hysterical as it seems as though it is his new thing to do today.

All in all it went swell. Dr. left after my second draw and our next door neighbor came and picked me up when I was done. What would we do without Ginger? She is our psuedo-mama. She takes care of our animals when we are out of town. She fixes us meals at least two times a month and she loves it when you ask her to do something. She loves to be useful and feel important. We definitely lucked out with the Ms. Kravitz next door!

OK, and now for the bump. Listen, today I left the makeup at home but decided to venture out with the double chin. Please don't judge. It was not my best day today. I decided I might as well make use of my four and a half hours in the waiting room and get a pic of the growing pinto in the stomach. In reality, I am a good looking person, I just didn't want to make all the nurses jealous today. Yup that is three pounds of angel in that tummy.

the end....

This could be the end to my sugary addiction for the next 10 weeks. I am on my way in to the doctors office to be bombarded with needles for the next four hours. I may not be the same when I get out as I was when I went in. When you read this post please think non-sugary thoughts about me. Well, at least until noon and then I can assure you I am going across the street to get a coke from McDonalds...... a large. It will either be my drink of victory or my last hurrah. This may be my last post for several weeks as I may not be able to use my arms for a very long time. If a police department calls, please let them know that the track marks on my arm are from an addiction of coke but the cola kind.

I love you all.

bedding

Here it is! Baby Chuck's bed! Now, the bedding has not been washed or ironed. It will look much better when the skirt has been ironed. (And as the mattress is lowered it will get cuter and cuter.) I am waiting until closer to the due date because I know two orange little rascals that think this room is for them. I don't want to have to keep washing the sheets. They haven't seemed too curious about the bed (yet) but Samer is maturing and hits us with daily obstacles. Simple yet handsome (the bedding... not Samer). I also decided not to freak out since I have seen Easter things in the store. I am going to wait until Fat Tuesday. Then I will freak out because then we will be close to 40 days away from seeing our little angel.

Piling up

Dishes are starting to pile up! I thought not having a sink would be like going through Jackson's "water crisis" last week. Not so much. At least we could wash our dishes. We were just boiling water to cook or drink. I can't take not having a sink much longer! Going to the bathroom to fill up your measuring cup just doesn't seem that sanitary.... and did I mention the dishes are piling up, even though we bought some paper plates and cup! Sometimes you just gotta use the real thing!

Not 5 seconds ago, the sink lady called!!!!! Our sink is done!!! Drew will go get new drains and whatever you need to stick the sink back down ( i will call it sink sticky stuff) and we will go get it tomorrow! Yippeeeee!!!

Diet change?

Seems that maybe there might be two of us fighting the battle against diabetes!

We still love her. She loves us even though we are over weight. We can only do the same.