Inches Gained (Waist): Total 8 inches. I think it’s noticeable. A sweet Chinese girl I work with got back from her 6 week maternity leave and told me I had gotten big. She’s too nice for me to take it the wrong way.
Nonsensical item baby is supposedly the size of: an eggplant, a rutabaga (I always thought they made that word up for Rocky and Bullwinkle), a 5 lb bag of flour (?)
Pregnancy Symptoms I’m supposed to expect according to TheBump.com:
- Constipation. Be sure to eat plenty of fiber-rich foods!–I miss being regular.
- Hemorrhoids — baby is putting a ton of pressure on your digestive tract. And the constipation certainly isn’t helping.–I’m sure Kara will be very disappointed to learn that I am not experiencing this symptom.
- Gas and bloating. Your hormones are slowing down digestion, creating excess gas.–I’m farting for two.
- Heartburn. Since baby is pushing on your digestive system it can push stomach acid up your esophagus.–A little bit.
- All-over aches and pains, thanks to hormone fluctuations.–I hurt EVERYWHERE. Especially below my waist. My hips, back, and legs are incredibly sore.
- Trouble sleeping. It’s tough to get comfy with that big belly in the way!–Oh gee, and here I thought I couldn’t sleep because I have crippling insomnia and I wake up to pee every 5 seconds. But ok, let’s blame the belly.
So, would anyone care to guess who failed her diabetes screen by 5 points. Yup, definitely was me. I’m guessing it was because I ate a huge bowl of Cheerio’s the night before (I was hungry, don’t judge me). So now I get the glory of the three hour diabetes test on Friday morning. I have to fast for 12 hours, get my blood drawn, drink a bottle of sugar water, wait an hour, get my blood drawn, wait an hour, get my blood drawn, wait an hour, and yep, get my blood drawn. I have to wait at the doctor’s office so I can’t try to cheat a walk off the sugar. This is going to be the worst three hours ever. I’ve had this test once before and it made me sick as a dog too. I’m taking the day off of work so I can sleep off the inevitable migraine this will give me.
I’m epically pissed because they’ve basically told me I don’t have diabetes, but they need to be certain. Apparently this is really common, but I’m frustrated because I feel like I keep hitting roadblocks.
Speaking of roadblocks, I have my appointment with the high risk OB tomorrow to check on my uterus and how the baby is growing. I wanted to eat a brownie beforehand so she’d be more likely to show us the goods (I’m gonna be sad if she turns out to be a he after I’ve washed all these outfits and the sheets and such). Now I think I must abstain from the brownie and hope she cooperates (she’s a very modest child judging from my last two ultrasounds). This will hopefully be my last ultrasound unless they think she isn’t descending in to my pelvis (and thus need the c-section) or they need to check if they should induce.
I did try wearing a super charming maternity support belt this weekend. It’s basically a girdle for my bump that helps keep it from jacking up my hips. Unfortunately, I am one of the magical unicorns (and we noticing a trend?) that cannot wear one and ended up with pain for days. It felt like a bruise, but it got better and the baby is still moving, so the nurse just said discontinue use.
So in summation, this week was a bit disheartening on the pregnancy front. I’m sure I’ll feel better after my ultrasound and once I’ve passed the diabetes test (and slept it off).
I promise to whine less next week (I should stop making promises I can’t keep). Hopefully we should have all the house stuff squared away and have worked out the roadblock on my dissertation. Also, then I can stop screaming about wanting white bread and sugar.
Anyone else taken the three hour test? Advice on not feeling like crap afterwards?