12:50 am: wake up to pee (it's after midnight, it is a new day, right?!)
4:30 am: wake up and debate getting up to pee. Go pee
7:00 am: alarm goes off, get up and take Levoxyl for my thyroid first thing because it's best an hour before food. Go pee on a stick to test for Ketones. Yup. I've got them. FAIL
7:30 am: cook breakfast as prescribed by my new diabetes diet - two eggs on two pieces of whole wheat toast, which felt like way too much food and gave me heart burn. Yay!
7:45 am: set timer for an hour to remind me to test my blood sugar.
8:00 am: shower
8:30 am: fix hair and make-up
8:45 am: test blood sugar. 158. FAIL. (I'm going to end up on insulin, I just f'ing know it!)
9:00 am: grab snacks for the day and head out the door to physical therapy
9:30 am: physical therapy
10:00 am: drive to work, log in 1 - 1.5 hours of PTO
10:30 am: eat morning snack - greek yogurt with fruit, on my new diet plan, but has already been my standard mid-morning snack for most of pregnancy
12:00 pm: walk across the street to meet friends for lunch. try to figure out what on the menu I can eat. some kind of salad with chicken, but I have to make sure I get a carb in there somehow too...bean! there's an arugula salad with white beans!
12:45 pm: finish lunch, set timer for an hour
1:30 am: get in car and drive to the hospital (back in the vicinity of where I was this morning for therapy) to meet with the dietitian at the diabetes clinic
1:50 pm: arrive at hospital, check blood sugar in car in parking garage before entering. 143 FAIL!
2:00 pm: appointment with dietitian
2:30 pm: drive back to work. log another 1.5 hours of PTO. so much for having extra vacation time to apply to my maternity leave
3:30 pm: eat afternoon snack
6:00 pm: leave work, head to grocery store to buy food for new diet
7:00 pm: home from store. prepare dinner
7:30 pm: eat dinner. take two iron supplements (with food, not with dairy, not with pre-natal, not near levoxyl)
7:45 pm: finish dinner. set timer for one hour. finish painting stripes in Luigi's room.
8:45 pm: test blood sugar. 118. Pass! Finally. But I swear it's only because I didn't eat the second ear of corn I was supposed to in order to get 45g of carbs, and only had 30g instead. Honestly, it's hard to consume enough food to get enough carbs and protein and limitless vegetables.
9:00 pm: eat night time snack (vanilla ice cream is allowed!), sit down to watch a bit of so you think you can dance. (I'm loving Cole) completely forget to do any more physical therapy exercises.
10:00 pm: get ready for bed. take pre-natal, stool softener as preventative measure against all the extra iron, and usually a tums.
10:45 pm: fall asleep
That was yesterday.
And in general, my week went a little something like this:
Monday: physical therapy, work
Tuesday: meet the nurse at the diabetes clinic to learn how to test blood sugar
Wednesday: (described above) physical therapy, work, meet the dietitian, work
Thursday: work, follow-up with the physiatrist who prescribed the physical therapy in the first place, work
Friday: work. no medical appointments. for real?
Next week, so far I only have two physcial therapy appointments and one GD clinic appointment. Of course, two of them are on Monday. I think I'm beginning to loose track of where I am and where I am supposed to be.
Today, I'm doing much better with the sugar readings. Only one fail so far by 3 points, and no keytones. But man, my little finger jabby thing and I are not getting along. Until after breakfast this morning, I've had to try repeatedly to get a big enough finger prick to get enough blood to not get an error. It's freaking frustrating! But, I've had two successful tests in a row, so maybe just maybe, I'm getting the hang of it. I keep thinking to myself, this should be no big deal. I did daily injections for three straight months to get Luigi in my belly. You'd think a little finger prick wouldn't send me over the edge. But, it did! It's a little bit evil. I'm telling you. But I will win. I'm determined. After all, I am in infertile.
7.26.2012
7.24.2012
Twenty Eight Weeks
Little man, we've only got about twelve weeks to go. That is really blowing my mind. I remember when I first found out I was pregnant, how long it felt to get through the first twelve weeks. But I have a feeling now, they are going to fly right by.
With the excitement of last weekend bringing your second cousin A a bit early, getting ready for your arrival has become our top priority. This weekend had been saved on the calendar for awhile as painting weekend. With the deck/shed project, and getting your room ready, we've taken on a lot of home improvement projects this summer. And with you in my belly, I haven't been a huge help to your Daddy. So, two months ago, when he saw that a few of his coworkers had offered up a day of handyman labor as part of a charity raffle at his company, he was determined to win. He stuffed that box with about $40 worth of tickets, which turned out to be about 24 entries. There were only 3 other tickets in there when he entered. Daddy doesn't mess around. Anyway, the first two helpers were scheduled to come paint, and also to work a bit on the shed under the deck. We were thrilled to have the extra help!
It took all week to prepare the room. Clearing it out, taping, spackling, sanding, demolishing the old shelf and hanging rod in the closet to we can put in a new more practical and flexible system. And it turned into a family affair. Friday night, Uncle J and Gramma G were over to help with the final prep, so that when our helpers arrived on Saturday morning, all we had to do was paint! I think you wanted to be a part of all the excitement, because you seem to be having a dance party in my belly these days. It's one of the coolest feelings in the world.
Luigi, cauliflower and Chinese cabbage seem to be the vegetables of the week. I don't do much with cauliflower, but Daddy's side of the family always makes a smashed cauliflower dish for holiday dinners which is sort of like mashed potatoes. We'll see if you like it. I like the potatoes much better myself.
All right, I realize I am totally lame, two weeks without photos, and this time I can't even say that week 28 is on the camera. I need to sneak it in tonight amongst a ton of other things. But I'm forming a "Belly Shots - Behind the Scenes" post to make up for it. I promise! Not to mention a post on a week in the life of a pregnant-infertile-diabetic-anemic with sub-clinical hypothyroidism who is in physical therapy for her rotator impingement and her chondomalacia patella (achy knees). And if one more person tells me that the business is good practice for life as a parent, I'm going to smack them!
With the excitement of last weekend bringing your second cousin A a bit early, getting ready for your arrival has become our top priority. This weekend had been saved on the calendar for awhile as painting weekend. With the deck/shed project, and getting your room ready, we've taken on a lot of home improvement projects this summer. And with you in my belly, I haven't been a huge help to your Daddy. So, two months ago, when he saw that a few of his coworkers had offered up a day of handyman labor as part of a charity raffle at his company, he was determined to win. He stuffed that box with about $40 worth of tickets, which turned out to be about 24 entries. There were only 3 other tickets in there when he entered. Daddy doesn't mess around. Anyway, the first two helpers were scheduled to come paint, and also to work a bit on the shed under the deck. We were thrilled to have the extra help!
It took all week to prepare the room. Clearing it out, taping, spackling, sanding, demolishing the old shelf and hanging rod in the closet to we can put in a new more practical and flexible system. And it turned into a family affair. Friday night, Uncle J and Gramma G were over to help with the final prep, so that when our helpers arrived on Saturday morning, all we had to do was paint! I think you wanted to be a part of all the excitement, because you seem to be having a dance party in my belly these days. It's one of the coolest feelings in the world.
Luigi, cauliflower and Chinese cabbage seem to be the vegetables of the week. I don't do much with cauliflower, but Daddy's side of the family always makes a smashed cauliflower dish for holiday dinners which is sort of like mashed potatoes. We'll see if you like it. I like the potatoes much better myself.
All right, I realize I am totally lame, two weeks without photos, and this time I can't even say that week 28 is on the camera. I need to sneak it in tonight amongst a ton of other things. But I'm forming a "Belly Shots - Behind the Scenes" post to make up for it. I promise! Not to mention a post on a week in the life of a pregnant-infertile-diabetic-anemic with sub-clinical hypothyroidism who is in physical therapy for her rotator impingement and her chondomalacia patella (achy knees). And if one more person tells me that the business is good practice for life as a parent, I'm going to smack them!
7.23.2012
Memorable Moment Monday
I don't have any cute baby photos to share yet, but this weekend was all about getting Luigi's room ready. The base color is on all of the walls. We just have two more colors to do on the stripes (which between two coats on each, could take all our evenings this week!). I'm loving the way it it turning out!
(PS - All good New Englanders will notice the ever present Dunkin' Donuts Iced Coffee cup in the top right corner. It's a staple).
7.20.2012
Fat and Old
I had two strikes against me going into this pregnancy. I'm borderline obese according to my BMI and I'm 37 years old. Maybe I shouldn't be surprised that I do in fact have gestational diabetes.
I'm waiting now to hear from the GD clinic to get an appointment to meet with the dietician and endocrinologist to learn how to eat (which quite honestly, just give me an easy diet to follow, but please don't make me cook too much. I'm so in uninventive about eating and not much of a cook) and to check my sugar. Looks like that will be four times a day. More needle pricks. Oh joy.
I'm just so sad about this. But it was probably inevitable. I would have needed to live life quite differently for the last several years if I was going to do anything to avoid this.
Now I'm just worried that Luigi will come early. Of course, I'm so excited to meet him, but I have so much to do. And I really want some time off work before he gets here. I don't want any surprises. Wasn't getting pregnant enough of a roller coaster? Can't things just be simple now.
Yup. Just feeling fat and old.
I'm waiting now to hear from the GD clinic to get an appointment to meet with the dietician and endocrinologist to learn how to eat (which quite honestly, just give me an easy diet to follow, but please don't make me cook too much. I'm so in uninventive about eating and not much of a cook) and to check my sugar. Looks like that will be four times a day. More needle pricks. Oh joy.
I'm just so sad about this. But it was probably inevitable. I would have needed to live life quite differently for the last several years if I was going to do anything to avoid this.
Now I'm just worried that Luigi will come early. Of course, I'm so excited to meet him, but I have so much to do. And I really want some time off work before he gets here. I don't want any surprises. Wasn't getting pregnant enough of a roller coaster? Can't things just be simple now.
Yup. Just feeling fat and old.
7.19.2012
Sugar High
A late night at Cirque du Soliel (which was awesome) followed by an early morning after a bad night of sleep, no food, minimal water and a sugar high makes for a really pleasant morning. Five minutes til last blood draw and food! Wish me luck!!
7.16.2012
Twenty Seven Weeks
Luigi, this has been an eventful week. You're second cousin was born this week, unexpectedly early. He was supposed to arrive only three weeks before you. The good news is that he is doing great. But, my little head of Califlower, I don't want you getting any ideas. Daddy and I want you to stay put until you are supposed to get here in October...for your own benefit as well as ours. We have way too much to do, little man.
But, we are making progress, as always. We purchased the paint for your room, and even squeaked out a late Sunday night of painting the trim after a very busy weekend. We're painting the walls next weekend, and determined that if we painted the trim first, we'll have less taping to do. We'll see how it goes! I also finished sanding your dresser, so I can start painting that as well. Aside from your room, we started to look into daycare for when I will unfortunately have to go back to work some time next spring. There are a lot of options, and it's all a bit overwhelming. I wish I was able to stay home with you full time, but we want to to be able to work on your college fund and be able to have family adventures. I'm hoping you'll make some good friends in the (hopefully only three days a week) time you'll be spending in someone else's care.
Daddy and I did manage to sneak in a little bit of fun this weekend too. I think recreation and down time are just as important to being productive and getting tasks done. We have to remember to take time to appreciate the life we work so hard for. We went to visit Cousin A in the hospital, just hours before her son was born, and then spent the rest of the evening in Boston. We went to Faneuil Hall for dinner. It's in downtown Boston, near the harbor. It's a bit touristy, but there is always great people watching, street performers, and shopping. We had dinner on the patio of one of the restaurants and had a great time watching all the people go by. It was a great way to make note of a lot of strollers too, since we still haven't picked one out for you!
Then, we walked across the street to the waterfront by the Aquarium. There are lots of boats for whale watching, and other tours of the harbor. We will definitely take you on them some day. We also got to see the seals outside the aquarium. We didn't go inside. We'll save that for you. But it was really fun to spend some time out in Boston, and remember, that it's right in our back yard. We don't get there nearly enough. I hope your arrival with change that. The next day, we drove through Revere Beach and tried to see the sandcastle competition that happens there every year. We couldn't find a spot to park that was close enough for me to manage in the 90 degree heat, but maybe next year, we can take you and park a little further away. I know you will just love soaking in all the sights around the great city we live in! I can't wait to see how you'll react and find out what interests you. I love you little man.
But, we are making progress, as always. We purchased the paint for your room, and even squeaked out a late Sunday night of painting the trim after a very busy weekend. We're painting the walls next weekend, and determined that if we painted the trim first, we'll have less taping to do. We'll see how it goes! I also finished sanding your dresser, so I can start painting that as well. Aside from your room, we started to look into daycare for when I will unfortunately have to go back to work some time next spring. There are a lot of options, and it's all a bit overwhelming. I wish I was able to stay home with you full time, but we want to to be able to work on your college fund and be able to have family adventures. I'm hoping you'll make some good friends in the (hopefully only three days a week) time you'll be spending in someone else's care.
Daddy and I did manage to sneak in a little bit of fun this weekend too. I think recreation and down time are just as important to being productive and getting tasks done. We have to remember to take time to appreciate the life we work so hard for. We went to visit Cousin A in the hospital, just hours before her son was born, and then spent the rest of the evening in Boston. We went to Faneuil Hall for dinner. It's in downtown Boston, near the harbor. It's a bit touristy, but there is always great people watching, street performers, and shopping. We had dinner on the patio of one of the restaurants and had a great time watching all the people go by. It was a great way to make note of a lot of strollers too, since we still haven't picked one out for you!
Then, we walked across the street to the waterfront by the Aquarium. There are lots of boats for whale watching, and other tours of the harbor. We will definitely take you on them some day. We also got to see the seals outside the aquarium. We didn't go inside. We'll save that for you. But it was really fun to spend some time out in Boston, and remember, that it's right in our back yard. We don't get there nearly enough. I hope your arrival with change that. The next day, we drove through Revere Beach and tried to see the sandcastle competition that happens there every year. We couldn't find a spot to park that was close enough for me to manage in the 90 degree heat, but maybe next year, we can take you and park a little further away. I know you will just love soaking in all the sights around the great city we live in! I can't wait to see how you'll react and find out what interests you. I love you little man.
A's Baby is Here!
He arrived on Saturday night, and is doing really well. 4lbs 4oz and breathing on his own but not eating. They plan to keep him until sometime around his due date of 9/20.
It was crazy because hubby and I went to visit A in the hospital that day and left her at about 4:30. She'd been having contractions every 8 minutes that she really couldn't talk through, but for some reason, I didn't pick up on that. They had told her earlier that she was actively dilating further and it could be as much as four weeks until the would induces given that her water was already broken. The baby was born four hours later! Craziness. (my secret confession? I'm glad it's not a girl. I'd be jealous!)
So glad they are all doing ok!
Now, I get to start physical therapy for my shoulders (in the waiting room now). Fun times. And I almost fell down the stairs last night during one of trips to pee. We live in a split level and i have to go down half a flight to get to the bathroom. Now my ankle hurts. Awesome!
It was crazy because hubby and I went to visit A in the hospital that day and left her at about 4:30. She'd been having contractions every 8 minutes that she really couldn't talk through, but for some reason, I didn't pick up on that. They had told her earlier that she was actively dilating further and it could be as much as four weeks until the would induces given that her water was already broken. The baby was born four hours later! Craziness. (my secret confession? I'm glad it's not a girl. I'd be jealous!)
So glad they are all doing ok!
Now, I get to start physical therapy for my shoulders (in the waiting room now). Fun times. And I almost fell down the stairs last night during one of trips to pee. We live in a split level and i have to go down half a flight to get to the bathroom. Now my ankle hurts. Awesome!
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