More Shit To Deal With

1. I failed my second 3-hour glucose test and have been officially diagnosed with gestational diabetes again. I met with the dietician and have begun the diet. Now I remember what a pain it was and how difficult it was to plan all my meals and eat at specific times, etc. Now it's even harder with a toddler around. My fasting numbers have been up the past 4 days , so I am guessing that it won't be long before I am put on medication at bedtime again to help control those numbers. I have started taking a 10-minute walk after lunch and a 25-minute walk on the treadmill after dinner. Today I am starting a 10-minute walk after breakfast too since that number has been creeping up.

I'm just trying to hang in there and take one day at a time. In the grand scheme of things, this diagnosis is an easy one to deal with, and I know I am getting awesome care with Maryland Perinatal Associates. I had an appointment Friday with them for an ultrasound to check the baby's growth. Baby is measuring at 2 pounds, 13 ounces which is in the 60th percentile. I go back September 13th for another growth ultrasound.

2. My blood pressure is creeping up again this pregnancy. Right now, it's on the high side of normal, but the perinatologist wants me to take it every other day and call my doctor if I get two readings of 140/90 or higher. The perinatologist said that he won't put me on bedrest but he would put me on medication. Just one more thing to worry about.

3. I had decided to stop worrying about the daycare issue for awhile because it was causing me terrible stress and lots of sleepless nights and upset stomachs. Well, I happened to find a woman on a local Mom's group who said she would have openings for both children in January/February. I e-mailed her and we took Ethan to visit on Friday evening. Her program and setup was awesome! She is nationally accredited and uses a pre-school program for the 2-4 year olds. She lives on an acre of land with plenty of room for the kids to run. We left her house Friday night feeling so confident that we had found "the" place for our children. I e-mailed her yesterday and told her we'd like to move forward and secure the children's spots with a deposit. Imagine my disappointment when she e-mailed me back and told me that the current family that was moving had decided to take their house off the market, therefore not freeing up the spot she had planned to give to Ethan. All I could do was cry when I read that. We're back to sqare one again with no current leads. I'm having trouble believing that this is all going to work out in the end. Send up some prayers that someone else comes along that Joe and I feel comfortable with.