On Tuesday this week I went to Primary Children's for my fetal/echo. The cardiologist after 2 hours basically said, "The baby's heart looks good, BUT, the 3 things your son had are only detectible after the child is born." HUH!?!?! So why did I just waste 2 hours of my time? Oh well! I then had my 28 week appointment scheduled for today (friday) but got it moved up to Wednesday due to some uncomfortable infections in the unspeakable areas...ouch. So I'm on medicine to clear it up. I also had to do my glucose test...YUMMY! At least it was fruit punch instead of orange. No it didn't taste any better. So, when I went to get my blood drawn, I was chit chatting with the phlobotimist (sp?) and said, ahhh, this lousey test again. She laughed and said, "How many times have you been pregnant?" I told her 4 and that I'd always passed. She then said, "Well, I see ladies come in here all the time on the 3rd or 4th pregnancy never failing and then alas, the pregnancy after 30 fails." I told her not to jinx me since I am over 30 now. Well, I FAILED! Now I need to go in for the 3-hour test which stinks. Basically I can't eat after midnight, the open at 8 so I can go in get my blood drawn, then drink the drink and drawn my blood again every hour on the hour for THREE yes THREE hours! And I thought the echo was a waste of time. I'm seriously bummed about this, but I have some "data entry" stuff to do for work that is boring and tedious, so I figure I will take it with me and at least get 3 hours of work done.
On another note, I passed the 150 mark (hangs head sadly!) The nurse was really nice and looked back at all my other pregnancies and said, "Well, this is a first for you...you're now over 150 pounds." Really is that supposed to make me feel BETTER or WORSE?!?!?! What made me feel even worse was the fact that I was only 115 when I got pregnant with Tanner. AHHHH MAN! I am seriously working out and dieting after this kid comes. I know I most likely won't get back to 115, so my goal will be 125.
AND despite the fact that I was over 150, I still ate this yummy cake I made.
I even ate the last piece just after I got my results for my failed glucose test....LOL, I might as well enjoy it while I can. If I fail the next one I will be one sad cookie!
Last but definitely not least. Saturday was Addison's 4th birthday. We went to the cemetary, had a picnic lunch and cupcakes. It was short and sweet. Tanner took this picture, Davis took the picture of the kiddos and the camera batteries died. Oh well. Enjoy the nice smudge on the camera. Davis informed me that Matthew was taking pictures of himself, so I'm guessing the smudge is Matthew germs. LOL
4 comments:
I can't believe you are that far along already! That seems to have gone by quickly. Sorry bout the glucose test. That's a bummer. And if it makes you feel any better I think I passed 150 with every pregnancy!
Thanks for the cake! It was good and took the edge off of my crazy evening. :)
Hope the nether regions are better! ha ha!
Don't feel bad - I failed my test w/jane but passed the 3-hour test.
And the cake - it lookes awesome!
That headstone is so beautiful!
I'm sorry about your glucose test. :( Hopefully #2 goes better!
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