I know there were some of you who must have doubted that I would pass the sugar test. I mean we all know how much I like my junk food, mainly in the form of Little Debbie snacks, candy bars, anything with chocolate, etc. This would be true in most cases; however, I haven't really craved the sweet stuff aside from the chocolate chip cookies and brownies. Which is why I was kind of worried a week before the test when I had 3 candy bars in that week. I had not eaten a candy bar in roughly three months, and here I was chomping away one a day it seemed. Of course I had to start a Monday morning off without food and having to drink a 10-ounce "fruit punch" glucose drink. I then drove to the doctor's office, where on the way the baby decided that was some kicking juice I had. Kid was all over the place in my belly. I had to sacrifice a finger tip for those wonderful finger pricks and the nurse said I would have my results by the time the doctor came in to see me. As you know I passed the sugar test and my iron level is also doing well (no iron supplements for me!) Blood pressure is still good; gained a pound (how it was only a pound I don't know because I just keep getting bigger). Baby's heartbeat was at 147, once again giving the nurse trouble as she tried to find the heartbeat. Basically the doctor summed up my visit with "boring, normal." I certainly don't mind being boring or normal in this case.
We were to meet a peditrician later that same day but unfortunately the doc was sick. We've rescheduled for October 10. I'll fill you in then.
I also went to a children's consignment sale at a church with my friend Elaine. Now if you read my comments from the last post you may have seen that Elaine said to "bring a laundry basket." I thought that sounded a bit strange. However, I have seen the light and next time I will indeed bring a laundry basket; the two tote bags I brought barely held everything. Besides everyone else had some kind of large laundry basket. After 1 1/2 hours I was worn out but had lots of neutral newborn clothes for a fraction of the cost. Below is a picture of my success. Elaine tells me there's another sale in the spring. Guess who's going to be in line with a laundry basket.

And now for the news that will make most of you say "I can't believe that."
Next Monday David and I begin our 5-week childbirth class.
It's a scary thought. I don't know who I'm more worried about, David or our instructor. I'm looking forward to it, but at the same time, it's freaking me out a bit. I'll let you know how that first class goes. It's going to be interesting.
1 comment:
Tanya,
I hate to say I told you so, but...
I had so much fun introducing you to your newest addiction-consignment sales. It's a sure sign that you're a mommy!
See you soon,
E
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