Spaghetti, ice cream, coke, bread, chips, candy bars, cereal…it turns out the best things in life contain massive amounts of carbs. Since I have gestational diabetes carbs have to be limited; especially non-complex carbs like regular spaghetti and soda.
Every day is a struggle. I haven’t had spaghetti since my anniversary…more than two weeks ago. I think that is the longest I have ever gone without eating spaghetti. It’s hard, harder than I thought it would be. I *want* all the bad stuff so badly I can’t stand it sometimes. My whole life has been a diet of nothing but carbs so making this transition is painful.
I hate reading food labels. I hate looking up nutritional information before going to a restaurant. I hate feeling like I am being *controlled* by this. Ever since I found out I feel like time is standing still. Before, my pregnancy was flying by; now it seems like the minutes are ticking by…tick-tock-tick-tock.
The other day I wanted an afternoon snack and Chef Boyardee sounded especially delicious. I got a small can out of our pantry and checked the food label…30 grams of carbs. The carb content was high but I had been good all week and I’m pregnant I deserve to indulge a little bit. I then realized it was 30 grams of carbs *per serving* and there were 2 servings in the tiny can…so a total of 60 grams of carbs. Afternoon snacks should be no more than 15 grams.
I hung my head in defeat and put the can back. I wanted to cry. All I could think to myself was, “it’s not fair.” After all, I’m pregnant I should be able to eat whatever I want. Isn’t that one of the perks?
I hate to be a complainer and I remain thankful that this is the only hiccup in my entire pregnancy, but I would be a liar face if I didn’t admit to how hard of a struggle it is to avoid foods that taste the most delicious to me.
I just have to be strong for a little while longer—6 weeks. After all having Cayden be a healthy weight and being able to deliver him naturally is my number one priority.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The Results Are In…
I hate it when this happens, but Chad was right. He totally pegged baby Cayden’s weight. He was only off by an ounce. Cayden is 4 pounds 9 ounces. He is in the 50% percentile for his age—talk about normal. The ultrasound tech said that depending on when he is born Cayden will likely weigh between 7 pounds and 7 ½ pounds.
The ultrasound tech also said that she didn’t see any possibility of Cayden growing large because of my gestational diabetes. I was really relieved to hear this. However, I will still probably have about two more ultrasounds before my due date to check his weight.
Cayden is super adorable and completely entertaining already. He was sucking on his fingers yesterday—getting lots of practice in for when it’s time to breastfeed. He was going to town on them too. He would suck and suck and then stop take a huge yawn and start sucking all over again. I couldn’t stop laughing.
He is already head down too. So he is ready to make his way into the world. I’m glad that he is already in a good position. Some ladies in my birthing class their babies are breech and they are having to do all kinds of painful procedures to try and get the baby to turn.
Oh yeah…get this. Cayden already has hair! I could see it floating in the amniotic fluid yesterday. How flipping cool is that. I can’t wait to spike it.
Last night was also the last night of our birthing classes. I am honestly amazed at how quickly these past four weeks have gone by. So we are technically prepared for labor and delivery; yet so much of it remains a mystery. We know the signs to look for and when to go to the hospital; but when and where it will happen all remains locked in secrecy. It’s pretty exciting…like a great big surprise and I can’t wait!
The ultrasound tech also said that she didn’t see any possibility of Cayden growing large because of my gestational diabetes. I was really relieved to hear this. However, I will still probably have about two more ultrasounds before my due date to check his weight.
Cayden is super adorable and completely entertaining already. He was sucking on his fingers yesterday—getting lots of practice in for when it’s time to breastfeed. He was going to town on them too. He would suck and suck and then stop take a huge yawn and start sucking all over again. I couldn’t stop laughing.
He is already head down too. So he is ready to make his way into the world. I’m glad that he is already in a good position. Some ladies in my birthing class their babies are breech and they are having to do all kinds of painful procedures to try and get the baby to turn.
Oh yeah…get this. Cayden already has hair! I could see it floating in the amniotic fluid yesterday. How flipping cool is that. I can’t wait to spike it.
Last night was also the last night of our birthing classes. I am honestly amazed at how quickly these past four weeks have gone by. So we are technically prepared for labor and delivery; yet so much of it remains a mystery. We know the signs to look for and when to go to the hospital; but when and where it will happen all remains locked in secrecy. It’s pretty exciting…like a great big surprise and I can’t wait!
Monday, April 27, 2009
Ultrasound Today
I get to see Cayden today! I have an ultrasound at 2pm. I am so excited. It's been a really long time since I've had an ultrasound--like two months.
I can't wait to see how much he's grown and changed over the past weeks. I am particularly interested to see how much he weighs. Chad and I have a bet going on about his weight.
I am guessing he weighs 5 and 1/4 pounds. Chad is guessing he weighs 4 and 1/2 pounds. He feels like he weighs 15 pounds!
His weight is a very important factor since I have gestational diabetes. While, I want a big healthy baby I certainly do not want him to get *too* big; which a main concern in mothers with gestational diabetes.
I am also very interested to see what position he is in. I am guessing, from his movements, that he is already in the head down position. I would be extremely surprised if his head was anywhere above my belly button.
The only bummer is that Chad can't make it. But I can't wait to tell him all about it. And I will be posting pics of his latest photo shoot as soon as I can.
I can't wait to see how much he's grown and changed over the past weeks. I am particularly interested to see how much he weighs. Chad and I have a bet going on about his weight.
I am guessing he weighs 5 and 1/4 pounds. Chad is guessing he weighs 4 and 1/2 pounds. He feels like he weighs 15 pounds!
His weight is a very important factor since I have gestational diabetes. While, I want a big healthy baby I certainly do not want him to get *too* big; which a main concern in mothers with gestational diabetes.
I am also very interested to see what position he is in. I am guessing, from his movements, that he is already in the head down position. I would be extremely surprised if his head was anywhere above my belly button.
The only bummer is that Chad can't make it. But I can't wait to tell him all about it. And I will be posting pics of his latest photo shoot as soon as I can.
Friday, April 24, 2009
The Top Ten Things I Am Looking to…
1-Delivering Cayden—it’s going to be magical
2-Seeing Chad hold him for the first time
3-Baby toes
4-Baths
5-Giggles and grins
6-Seeing both myself and Chad in him
7-Snuggle time…(trip coddles, according to Chad; and if Buster is with us…quad cods)
8-Breastfeeding
9-Letting go of selfishness
10-Watching him grow…
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Almost Ready
With each passing day it becomes more and more evident that Cayden will be with us shortly. He seems to grow stronger and more active by the second. My belly seems to be occupying more and more space these days and the aches and pains of pregnancy are more pronounced with each passing moment.
Our (what seemed like never-ending) quest to be ready for Cayden is finally coming to a close. The nursery is near complete and that gives me a sense of relief and accomplishment beyond description. I want to take this moment to applaud Chad for the hard work and dedication he put into our baby boy’s room. It is simply beautiful and I cannot wait to show our little bundle what a great job his daddy did.
Chad is done with his part of the re-model. We finally decided on the type of flooring we wanted for the room and are going to have carpet installed. We are now just waiting on Home Depot to get the carpet delivered and installed. The carpet should be installed in about a week or so. Once that is complete it will be time for decorating—the fun and (luckily for us) quick part.
We have everything we needed for the baby room. In fact, we have just about everything we need for Cayden in general. There are just a few necessity items that we are lacking, but they will be purchased soon.
I also feel that Chad and I are mentally ready for Cayden and the enormous responsibility and joys that come with him. Still, I can’t quiet imagine how different things will be in the Reed household once Cayden gets home. I look forward to learning as we go and establishing routines, rules and a sense of family.
So I am ready. Chad is ready. The rest of the family is ready. His room is almost ready. Now we just need to allow Cayden to be ready to enter this world. It’s going to be great.
Our (what seemed like never-ending) quest to be ready for Cayden is finally coming to a close. The nursery is near complete and that gives me a sense of relief and accomplishment beyond description. I want to take this moment to applaud Chad for the hard work and dedication he put into our baby boy’s room. It is simply beautiful and I cannot wait to show our little bundle what a great job his daddy did.
Chad is done with his part of the re-model. We finally decided on the type of flooring we wanted for the room and are going to have carpet installed. We are now just waiting on Home Depot to get the carpet delivered and installed. The carpet should be installed in about a week or so. Once that is complete it will be time for decorating—the fun and (luckily for us) quick part.
We have everything we needed for the baby room. In fact, we have just about everything we need for Cayden in general. There are just a few necessity items that we are lacking, but they will be purchased soon.
I also feel that Chad and I are mentally ready for Cayden and the enormous responsibility and joys that come with him. Still, I can’t quiet imagine how different things will be in the Reed household once Cayden gets home. I look forward to learning as we go and establishing routines, rules and a sense of family.
So I am ready. Chad is ready. The rest of the family is ready. His room is almost ready. Now we just need to allow Cayden to be ready to enter this world. It’s going to be great.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Sizzle
Yesterday was the first 100 degree day here in the Valley. The first 100+ day is always the hardest. It comes out of nowhere and hits you like a tons of bricks. Eventually you get used to the blazing weather and 100 degrees is a welcome in mid-July when temperatures usually hover around 115.
The heat is only adding to my discomfort. I am getting bigger by the day. And when I say “bigger” I mean *bigger*. It’s kind of scary. People ask me if I am about to go into labor. I don’t think Cayden is enjoying the heat to much either. I have the distinct feeling that he is also uncomfortable. I keep joking that all I need to do is add potatoes and carrots and make a nice stew out of him!
I just hope these next 5-7 weeks pass by quickly. Luckily for me, Jay’s pool is almost 80 degrees; perfect swimming water. I can’t wait to start taking afternoon dips to cool off and get some help carrying this baby around.
The air conditioning is in full use again. I am not looking forward to our electricity bill. We never stopped using the ceiling fan because I am a naturally hot person and it’s never really that cool here in Arizona. But now we are using the ceiling fan, air conditioning and another fan and it’s *still* hot for me.
I thank Chad in advance for putting up with my complaining over the next few weeks. It will get hotter by the day; I will continue to get bigger by the day and that is a horrible combination. I’m just thankful that all the discomfort and uncontrollable sweating is all for something totally worth it…Cayden.
The heat is only adding to my discomfort. I am getting bigger by the day. And when I say “bigger” I mean *bigger*. It’s kind of scary. People ask me if I am about to go into labor. I don’t think Cayden is enjoying the heat to much either. I have the distinct feeling that he is also uncomfortable. I keep joking that all I need to do is add potatoes and carrots and make a nice stew out of him!
I just hope these next 5-7 weeks pass by quickly. Luckily for me, Jay’s pool is almost 80 degrees; perfect swimming water. I can’t wait to start taking afternoon dips to cool off and get some help carrying this baby around.
The air conditioning is in full use again. I am not looking forward to our electricity bill. We never stopped using the ceiling fan because I am a naturally hot person and it’s never really that cool here in Arizona. But now we are using the ceiling fan, air conditioning and another fan and it’s *still* hot for me.
I thank Chad in advance for putting up with my complaining over the next few weeks. It will get hotter by the day; I will continue to get bigger by the day and that is a horrible combination. I’m just thankful that all the discomfort and uncontrollable sweating is all for something totally worth it…Cayden.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
New Doctor
I know I wrote a while back that I didn’t like my current doctor. Well, I recently started seeing a new doctor, Dr. Moore. I like Dr. Moore a lot more than Dr. Eich. Dr. Moore is *a lot* more personable than Dr. Eich. He takes more time with our appointments and genuinely seems to care. He is patient and answers all of my questions and even spends time asking his own questions.
He even gave me a great referral to a pediatrician. I had absolutely no idea how I was going to pick one out…just throw a dart at the phone book and hope for the best. I asked him if he had any recommendations and his response was, “I have 4 kids. We take them to Dr. Smith at Mesa Peds. We really like him. Try him.”
I am definitely taking Cayden to Dr. Smith at Mesa Peds. If he’s good enough for a doctor’s kid then he is good enough for my kid. I was truly thankful for the referral. Especially since Dr. Smith is located so close to my house.
There is only 1 drawback to Dr. Moore. It might not even be a drawback. I really don’t know how to describe it. Dr. Moore is *young* and *attractive*. It’s like having Dr. Derrick Sheppard in the room with me. He’s got very dark hair and very blue eyes…a great, great combination. I’m going to end up like Kerri Russell in the movie Waitress (watch this flick if you haven’t already). Ahhh…Dr. Moore….my very own McDreamy.
Overall, I am really excited I decided to make the switch. I feel more comfortable and more at ease. I feel the rest of my doctor appointments will be a lot more enjoyable.
He even gave me a great referral to a pediatrician. I had absolutely no idea how I was going to pick one out…just throw a dart at the phone book and hope for the best. I asked him if he had any recommendations and his response was, “I have 4 kids. We take them to Dr. Smith at Mesa Peds. We really like him. Try him.”
I am definitely taking Cayden to Dr. Smith at Mesa Peds. If he’s good enough for a doctor’s kid then he is good enough for my kid. I was truly thankful for the referral. Especially since Dr. Smith is located so close to my house.
There is only 1 drawback to Dr. Moore. It might not even be a drawback. I really don’t know how to describe it. Dr. Moore is *young* and *attractive*. It’s like having Dr. Derrick Sheppard in the room with me. He’s got very dark hair and very blue eyes…a great, great combination. I’m going to end up like Kerri Russell in the movie Waitress (watch this flick if you haven’t already). Ahhh…Dr. Moore….my very own McDreamy.
Overall, I am really excited I decided to make the switch. I feel more comfortable and more at ease. I feel the rest of my doctor appointments will be a lot more enjoyable.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Refinancing Update
Wells Fargo finally got up-to-date with the new law passed by President Obama to help homeowners like myself re-finance their homes. We started filling out paperwork this week. It’s a long process. The application is forever long and Wells Fargo needs so much information from us. I’m surprised they aren’t asking for a DNA sample.
There was less to do when we initially bought the house…imagine that?!?! Maybe that’s why the country is currently facing a housing crisis.
We should have everything completed and turned in by Monday. I hope it doesn’t take long to find out if we are approved or not. There is a lot at stake regarding this re-finance. If the house does re-finance that means we are one step closer to being in a place where I could quit my job and stay home and take care of Baby Cayden. If the house doesn’t re-finance…game over; I will for sure be returning to work.
I think I am most anxious to just finally know and have everything settled.
There was less to do when we initially bought the house…imagine that?!?! Maybe that’s why the country is currently facing a housing crisis.
We should have everything completed and turned in by Monday. I hope it doesn’t take long to find out if we are approved or not. There is a lot at stake regarding this re-finance. If the house does re-finance that means we are one step closer to being in a place where I could quit my job and stay home and take care of Baby Cayden. If the house doesn’t re-finance…game over; I will for sure be returning to work.
I think I am most anxious to just finally know and have everything settled.
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
What a Day
Yesterday was a full spectrum event for me. In the morning I attended Zoey’s funeral services and the afternoon was spent with my Chadders celebrating our two year anniversary.
Zoey’s funeral services were exactly as I expected them to be; moving, difficult and emotional. I was again reminded what a strong and beautiful couple Kim and Dan are. They both put on brave faces and held back tears; which was more than what most people, including myself, could manage.
Kim and Dan were the first two people I saw when I entered the church. Their presence took my breath away a little bit. I wasn’t expecting to see them up close. I wasn’t prepared to look Kim in the eye. She looked beautiful; it radiates from her. She was wearing a brown and white dress and he was wearing a tan suit. They looked better than anyone in their situation could possibly look.
There was no casket; simply a picture of Zoey and some items from her nursery. There was 82 candles lit during the service; one to represent each day of her life. Kim and Dan re-lit her baptism candle and 82 people were given smaller candles to light off the candle Kim and Dan were holding. The smaller candles were then placed in the center of the church.
This was such a beautiful and touching sentiment. I was given one of the 82 candles. I barely maintained my composure as I lit my candle off of Kim and Dan’s. Kim stayed strong the entire time. She was shaking like a leaf, but she maintained and didn’t let one tear slid down her face.
After the service I briefly talked to them again and headed home to Chad who was waiting for me.
We went to a late lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. It was delicious. I splurged and forgot all about my gestational diabetes. I ate whatever I wanted. I had spaghetti and meat sauce and finished the meal with a slice of Turtle Cheesecake that was sinfully delicious.
We spent the rest of the afternoon at home, relaxing, cuddling and even taking a nap. Chad bought me the “What to Expect During the First Year” book. It’s over 700 pages. So I imagine my reading needs will be taken care for awhile.
I can’t believe Chad and I have already been married two years and been together for six. I haven’t grown weary of him yet. In fact, I find myself enjoying, loving and needing him more and more each day. I imagine that my heart will burst when I see him hold Cayden for the first time.
Zoey’s funeral services were exactly as I expected them to be; moving, difficult and emotional. I was again reminded what a strong and beautiful couple Kim and Dan are. They both put on brave faces and held back tears; which was more than what most people, including myself, could manage.
Kim and Dan were the first two people I saw when I entered the church. Their presence took my breath away a little bit. I wasn’t expecting to see them up close. I wasn’t prepared to look Kim in the eye. She looked beautiful; it radiates from her. She was wearing a brown and white dress and he was wearing a tan suit. They looked better than anyone in their situation could possibly look.
There was no casket; simply a picture of Zoey and some items from her nursery. There was 82 candles lit during the service; one to represent each day of her life. Kim and Dan re-lit her baptism candle and 82 people were given smaller candles to light off the candle Kim and Dan were holding. The smaller candles were then placed in the center of the church.
This was such a beautiful and touching sentiment. I was given one of the 82 candles. I barely maintained my composure as I lit my candle off of Kim and Dan’s. Kim stayed strong the entire time. She was shaking like a leaf, but she maintained and didn’t let one tear slid down her face.
After the service I briefly talked to them again and headed home to Chad who was waiting for me.
We went to a late lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. It was delicious. I splurged and forgot all about my gestational diabetes. I ate whatever I wanted. I had spaghetti and meat sauce and finished the meal with a slice of Turtle Cheesecake that was sinfully delicious.
We spent the rest of the afternoon at home, relaxing, cuddling and even taking a nap. Chad bought me the “What to Expect During the First Year” book. It’s over 700 pages. So I imagine my reading needs will be taken care for awhile.
I can’t believe Chad and I have already been married two years and been together for six. I haven’t grown weary of him yet. In fact, I find myself enjoying, loving and needing him more and more each day. I imagine that my heart will burst when I see him hold Cayden for the first time.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Easter Weekend
My parents came down for Easter Weekend. Their last visit before Cayden comes. I can’t believe that the next time we will be seeing each other will be for the birth of baby boy. It amazes me how quickly my pregnancy has gone by. However, these last few months seems to be ticking by since I am so anxious to meet this little guy.
I had Friday off which was so nice. I got to spend some extra time with my parents and generally get spoiled; which is always a good thing.
I continue to be amazed by my parent’s generosity. We took another trip to Babies R Us and, again, my parents bought Cayden a ton of stuff. Chad and I have hardly had to buy anything ourselves. It has been such a blessing. I have no doubt that the generosity will continue for the rest of Cayden’s life.
For Easter Sunday we had the Phoenix Gang (Chad’s Uncle Jay, Linsey, Dustin and Kale) to the house for turkey dinner. It was a delicious meal, of course, my mom made it. It was nice to spend some quality time with family over the long weekend.
It was also a great opportunity to see how Buster would interact with a newborn. I was pretty impressed with his behavior. When Linsey and Dustin got there we locked Buster outside because I wanted them to have a chance to settle, eat and let Kale get used to a new environment.
Buster was pretty excited with all the company when we first let him in; I don’t even think he noticed Kale. Once he caught wind that there was a little person in the house he was very interested. I made sure he kept a reasonable distance and made sure that he “sit” “stay” and “lay down.” He actually listened to me which is a triumph in-and-of -itself.
Once Buster settled I felt more comfortable letting him get closer to Kale. He was surprisingly gentle and sniffed him like crazy. He did this a couple times; got bored and took a nap under the coffee table. I’m a bit relieved…maybe I can have *both* Buster and Cayden after all.
I had Friday off which was so nice. I got to spend some extra time with my parents and generally get spoiled; which is always a good thing.
I continue to be amazed by my parent’s generosity. We took another trip to Babies R Us and, again, my parents bought Cayden a ton of stuff. Chad and I have hardly had to buy anything ourselves. It has been such a blessing. I have no doubt that the generosity will continue for the rest of Cayden’s life.
For Easter Sunday we had the Phoenix Gang (Chad’s Uncle Jay, Linsey, Dustin and Kale) to the house for turkey dinner. It was a delicious meal, of course, my mom made it. It was nice to spend some quality time with family over the long weekend.
It was also a great opportunity to see how Buster would interact with a newborn. I was pretty impressed with his behavior. When Linsey and Dustin got there we locked Buster outside because I wanted them to have a chance to settle, eat and let Kale get used to a new environment.
Buster was pretty excited with all the company when we first let him in; I don’t even think he noticed Kale. Once he caught wind that there was a little person in the house he was very interested. I made sure he kept a reasonable distance and made sure that he “sit” “stay” and “lay down.” He actually listened to me which is a triumph in-and-of -itself.
Once Buster settled I felt more comfortable letting him get closer to Kale. He was surprisingly gentle and sniffed him like crazy. He did this a couple times; got bored and took a nap under the coffee table. I’m a bit relieved…maybe I can have *both* Buster and Cayden after all.
Zoey’s Obituary
This may be one of the most beautiful things I have ever read…
Zoey, born January 15, 2009, went to be with God on April 7, 2009. She was the celebrated and much-loved daughter of Kim and Dan Owens. Baby Zoey was a radiant light in our world for 82 days, bringing family and friends together and inspiring us to love and cherish each other. Her fight for each one of her days reminded us to be a little more grateful for each one of ours. Our candles will burn a little brighter for having known and been loved by Zoey. Zoey was loved by her grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends, and they will celebrate her life on Tuesday, April 14th, 2009, 10:00 am at the Franciscan Renewal Center. In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations be made to the Hospice of the Valley.
Zoey, born January 15, 2009, went to be with God on April 7, 2009. She was the celebrated and much-loved daughter of Kim and Dan Owens. Baby Zoey was a radiant light in our world for 82 days, bringing family and friends together and inspiring us to love and cherish each other. Her fight for each one of her days reminded us to be a little more grateful for each one of ours. Our candles will burn a little brighter for having known and been loved by Zoey. Zoey was loved by her grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends, and they will celebrate her life on Tuesday, April 14th, 2009, 10:00 am at the Franciscan Renewal Center. In lieu of flowers, the family has requested donations be made to the Hospice of the Valley.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
*Your* Opinion is NEEDED!
I found out today that Zoey’s funeral will be Tuesday, 4/14 at 10am. I’m struggling with whether I should attend or not.
The main reason I am thinking about not going resides underneath my shirt. I am super pregnant. There is not an outfit on the planet that could hide the baby belly I carry with me at all times. I wonder…is it inappropriate for a pregnant woman (who is not family) to attend a babies’ funeral.
Will I make Kim uncomfortable? Will I make other family members uncomfortable? Can I emotionally handle attending a babies’ funeral?
I also wonder how on earth I could *not* attend the funeral. I know Kim is my boss, but I feel that our relationship has grown significantly beyond manager and subordinate. I visited Kim, her husband and baby Zoey. I held her. Chad held her. I saw them less than two weeks ago. They took pictures of us holding Zoey; pictures they will have forever.
What is your opinion?
The main reason I am thinking about not going resides underneath my shirt. I am super pregnant. There is not an outfit on the planet that could hide the baby belly I carry with me at all times. I wonder…is it inappropriate for a pregnant woman (who is not family) to attend a babies’ funeral.
Will I make Kim uncomfortable? Will I make other family members uncomfortable? Can I emotionally handle attending a babies’ funeral?
I also wonder how on earth I could *not* attend the funeral. I know Kim is my boss, but I feel that our relationship has grown significantly beyond manager and subordinate. I visited Kim, her husband and baby Zoey. I held her. Chad held her. I saw them less than two weeks ago. They took pictures of us holding Zoey; pictures they will have forever.
What is your opinion?
Diabetes Class
I had my diabetes self management class yesterday. It was jam packed with information. We covered the basic biology of diabetes; the organs that are involved, how food is broken down in the body and how pregnancy affects these processes.
We learned the different factors that cause people get gestational and type 2 diabetes. There are factors that can’t be controlled like; family history, age, ethnicity and factors that can be controlled like weight and physical activity.
The educator also told us how many carbs a day we should be eating and when we should be eating them. She also taught us how to read food labels properly and how to avoid gimmicks and manufacturing advertising traps. All-in-all it was a very informative two hours.
The diabetes educator showed us which blood sugar monitors were approved by our insurance companies and said we could choose which one we wanted. Well, I looked at all the monitors and none of them were the same brand as lancets and testing strips that I had received Monday.
I asked the instructor about this and she said that my doctor had called in the wrong prescription on Monday and that I would have to take back the lancets and testing strips, get a refund and have my doctor call in a new prescription for me. What a pain. I got completely frustrated with all the run around. The only bright light was that she also said that hopefully when I pick up the correct testing strips and lancets that I would be paying less for them.
At the end of the course everyone was given their blood sugar monitor and was shown the proper way to test their blood sugar levels. The goal is to have blood sugar levels less than 120. Mine were 74; by far the lowest in the class.
Of course, I got completely frustrated (what’s new, right?). Instead of being happy that my blood sugars were low it made me mad. I thought that maybe I had been mis-diagnosed and I didn’t need to be going through the stress of everything associated with gestational diabetes.
So, I decided I would sabotage myself by eating massive amounts of pasta last night for dinner. I figured that if I ate tons of pasta and my blood sugars were still less than 120 that I would definitely talk to my doctor about the possibility of being mis-diagnosed.
I checked my sugars two hours after dinner just like I am supposed to. They were 131. So, lesson learned. I do need to put some effort into controlling my blood sugars and they do have the potential to get high.
I checked them this morning before I had eaten breakfast. They were 90; which is borderline high. Blood sugars are supposed to be less than 95 when you first wake up in the morning. Well, see how the rest of my day goes. Hopefully, I will get them back in check and they will be back around the 70-80 range.
We learned the different factors that cause people get gestational and type 2 diabetes. There are factors that can’t be controlled like; family history, age, ethnicity and factors that can be controlled like weight and physical activity.
The educator also told us how many carbs a day we should be eating and when we should be eating them. She also taught us how to read food labels properly and how to avoid gimmicks and manufacturing advertising traps. All-in-all it was a very informative two hours.
The diabetes educator showed us which blood sugar monitors were approved by our insurance companies and said we could choose which one we wanted. Well, I looked at all the monitors and none of them were the same brand as lancets and testing strips that I had received Monday.
I asked the instructor about this and she said that my doctor had called in the wrong prescription on Monday and that I would have to take back the lancets and testing strips, get a refund and have my doctor call in a new prescription for me. What a pain. I got completely frustrated with all the run around. The only bright light was that she also said that hopefully when I pick up the correct testing strips and lancets that I would be paying less for them.
At the end of the course everyone was given their blood sugar monitor and was shown the proper way to test their blood sugar levels. The goal is to have blood sugar levels less than 120. Mine were 74; by far the lowest in the class.
Of course, I got completely frustrated (what’s new, right?). Instead of being happy that my blood sugars were low it made me mad. I thought that maybe I had been mis-diagnosed and I didn’t need to be going through the stress of everything associated with gestational diabetes.
So, I decided I would sabotage myself by eating massive amounts of pasta last night for dinner. I figured that if I ate tons of pasta and my blood sugars were still less than 120 that I would definitely talk to my doctor about the possibility of being mis-diagnosed.
I checked my sugars two hours after dinner just like I am supposed to. They were 131. So, lesson learned. I do need to put some effort into controlling my blood sugars and they do have the potential to get high.
I checked them this morning before I had eaten breakfast. They were 90; which is borderline high. Blood sugars are supposed to be less than 95 when you first wake up in the morning. Well, see how the rest of my day goes. Hopefully, I will get them back in check and they will be back around the 70-80 range.
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Zoey…
My boss Kim, her daughter Zoey passed away yesterday morning. My heart is saddened for her. Zoey was a sick baby; sick even while Kim was carrying her. However, she had been making great strides and it appeared she was doing well.
It’s hard to believe. Chad and I just saw Kim, Dan and Zoey less than two weeks ago. While she wasn’t what you would expect from a nearly 3 month old baby I certainly didn’t think the end was so near. In fact, I told Kim that me and my mom would bring Cayden to her house to meet Zoey this summer. At the time it didn’t seem like such a far-fetched idea.
I can’t comprehend or imagine what it would be like to lose a child. However, knowing Kim, I know she will find comfort in her faith and she will remain thankful for every moment she got to spend with her precious daughter. That’s the amazing thing about Kim; she’s optimistic, grateful, hopeful and is never bitter despite what life throws at her.
I have spent numerous posts complaining about how Cayden will likely have to be put into daycare. I have spent even more hours complaining, yelling and crying at Chad about putting Cayden into daycare. Perhaps, I should be thankful that I have a child healthy enough to be placed into daycare. Perhaps, I should strive to be more like Kim; simply grateful for all I have rather than bitter for all I don’t.
Kim has touched my heart and my life in a very special way. And even if she quits her job at UOP and I never see or speak to her again I will remember her for the rest of my life.
It’s hard to believe. Chad and I just saw Kim, Dan and Zoey less than two weeks ago. While she wasn’t what you would expect from a nearly 3 month old baby I certainly didn’t think the end was so near. In fact, I told Kim that me and my mom would bring Cayden to her house to meet Zoey this summer. At the time it didn’t seem like such a far-fetched idea.
I can’t comprehend or imagine what it would be like to lose a child. However, knowing Kim, I know she will find comfort in her faith and she will remain thankful for every moment she got to spend with her precious daughter. That’s the amazing thing about Kim; she’s optimistic, grateful, hopeful and is never bitter despite what life throws at her.
I have spent numerous posts complaining about how Cayden will likely have to be put into daycare. I have spent even more hours complaining, yelling and crying at Chad about putting Cayden into daycare. Perhaps, I should be thankful that I have a child healthy enough to be placed into daycare. Perhaps, I should strive to be more like Kim; simply grateful for all I have rather than bitter for all I don’t.
Kim has touched my heart and my life in a very special way. And even if she quits her job at UOP and I never see or speak to her again I will remember her for the rest of my life.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Class #1
Last night was our first class in a series of Childbirth Preparation Classes. The first class was basically an introduction to concepts, terms and signs of labor. I didn’t really learn anything new, but it was nice to have all the information I already know reinforced.
It was crazy to be in a room full of so many other pregnant women. We all wore nametags with our due date underneath our name. Of course, the crazy in me came out and I immediately started comparing my belly to the bellies of the other women. Is mine too big? Is mine too small? Who’s is cuter? I even asked Chad, “who has the cutest belly in here.”
Chad was a little distracted during our first class. He was missing the NCAA final game featuring his beloved North Carolina Tarheels. He was checking his blackberry every five minutes trying to get the score to the game. Happily for Chad North Carolina won.
Our teacher is a retired registered nurse. She was a nurse for over 30 years with a specialty in labor and delivery. Her approach is very old school; which I don’t mind at all. She was around before 4-D ultrasounds and epidurals. She didn’t discourage the use of epidurals, but rather emphasized that mindset is just as important as medicine when it comes to having an enjoyable birthing experience. She also said that the number one rule of labor is, “No screaming. It only makes the mother tense and the baby scared.”
We practiced breathing and relaxation techniques at the end of the class. We all sat on the floor, with the lights dimmed and soft music playing. I sat in between Chad’s legs with a pillow providing cushion and he was rubbing my belly. It was rather romantic.
We practiced different types of breathing that can be done during labor. We also practiced breathing as though we were going through contractions. Who would have thought that breathing, the most natural thing in the world, would have to be practiced and learned?
I can’t decide if Chad, as my labor coach, is going to drive me insane or have me laughing my butt off during the labor. Chad, never one to take anything overly serious, kept cracking jokes during the breathing practices. Bless his heart, he would do anything to make the situation less tense. I know he will do great and be super supportive.
Next week we watch a video of an actual labor…stay tuned.
It was crazy to be in a room full of so many other pregnant women. We all wore nametags with our due date underneath our name. Of course, the crazy in me came out and I immediately started comparing my belly to the bellies of the other women. Is mine too big? Is mine too small? Who’s is cuter? I even asked Chad, “who has the cutest belly in here.”
Chad was a little distracted during our first class. He was missing the NCAA final game featuring his beloved North Carolina Tarheels. He was checking his blackberry every five minutes trying to get the score to the game. Happily for Chad North Carolina won.
Our teacher is a retired registered nurse. She was a nurse for over 30 years with a specialty in labor and delivery. Her approach is very old school; which I don’t mind at all. She was around before 4-D ultrasounds and epidurals. She didn’t discourage the use of epidurals, but rather emphasized that mindset is just as important as medicine when it comes to having an enjoyable birthing experience. She also said that the number one rule of labor is, “No screaming. It only makes the mother tense and the baby scared.”
We practiced breathing and relaxation techniques at the end of the class. We all sat on the floor, with the lights dimmed and soft music playing. I sat in between Chad’s legs with a pillow providing cushion and he was rubbing my belly. It was rather romantic.
We practiced different types of breathing that can be done during labor. We also practiced breathing as though we were going through contractions. Who would have thought that breathing, the most natural thing in the world, would have to be practiced and learned?
I can’t decide if Chad, as my labor coach, is going to drive me insane or have me laughing my butt off during the labor. Chad, never one to take anything overly serious, kept cracking jokes during the breathing practices. Bless his heart, he would do anything to make the situation less tense. I know he will do great and be super supportive.
Next week we watch a video of an actual labor…stay tuned.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Getting Schooled
I feel like a student again. Taking numerous tests and going to numerous classes. Only this time instead of getting a diploma I’ll be getting a baby.
Chad and I start our childbirth education classes tonight. I am so excited about these classes. Because I know I will learn so much and because it means that it is getting ever closer to the arrival of Baby Cayden.
The classes are every Monday for the next 4 Monday’s. They are 6pm to 8:30pm. We were instructed to bring two pillows and wear comfortable clothes. It’s going to be just like the movies. We are also scheduled to take a Baby Your Baby class at the end of the month. This is just a onetime course that covers basic newborn care.
Then I have my Gestational Diabetes Self Management course on Wednesday. I only have to go one time to this course and it’s just two hours. At this course I will be given my glucose monitor. I wish I could get it sooner than that. I don’t really want to wait until Thursday to start testing my sugars. I do, however, get my testing strips and lancets today…doesn’t make any sense, but whatever.
I found out today that my insurance is evil. They are *not* going to cover my diabetes course. They said it wasn’t “medical” but rather a “nutritional” course and that “nutritional courses are not covered.” Period. End of sentence. The lady was rather rude. I kept saying that it was “medical” and that I wasn’t take the course just for the fun of it. It made no difference. So now I have to pay $135 for this class. I am thankful that the glucose monitor, lancets and testing strips are covered under the pharmacy plan.
Chad and I start our childbirth education classes tonight. I am so excited about these classes. Because I know I will learn so much and because it means that it is getting ever closer to the arrival of Baby Cayden.
The classes are every Monday for the next 4 Monday’s. They are 6pm to 8:30pm. We were instructed to bring two pillows and wear comfortable clothes. It’s going to be just like the movies. We are also scheduled to take a Baby Your Baby class at the end of the month. This is just a onetime course that covers basic newborn care.
Then I have my Gestational Diabetes Self Management course on Wednesday. I only have to go one time to this course and it’s just two hours. At this course I will be given my glucose monitor. I wish I could get it sooner than that. I don’t really want to wait until Thursday to start testing my sugars. I do, however, get my testing strips and lancets today…doesn’t make any sense, but whatever.
I found out today that my insurance is evil. They are *not* going to cover my diabetes course. They said it wasn’t “medical” but rather a “nutritional” course and that “nutritional courses are not covered.” Period. End of sentence. The lady was rather rude. I kept saying that it was “medical” and that I wasn’t take the course just for the fun of it. It made no difference. So now I have to pay $135 for this class. I am thankful that the glucose monitor, lancets and testing strips are covered under the pharmacy plan.
Friday, April 3, 2009
More Doctor Business
Another item that was discussed at today’s doctor’s appointment was my weight gain or (according to the doctor) lack thereof. I am 30 weeks pregnant today; only 10 more weeks to go. And as of today I have gain 8 pounds. Obviously less than some women gain at nearly 7 months pregnant, but nothing that I felt would raise concern.
However, the doctor did bring it up and said that she would like to see me put on more weight. The whole process to weight gain seems like a complete contradiction given my current situation. A good way to gain weight is to increase carb intake; however I can’t increase my carbs because of the gestational diabetes. Another way to pack on some more pounds would be to stop exercising; however I need to exercise in order to help control my blood sugar levels.
So I guess I am at a loss. I will just have to increase my calorie consumption by means other than carbs; like protein. I want to say this: I have *not* been purposely trying to keep my weight down. I *know* that weight gain during pregnancy is *normal and healthy*. And I am *not* afraid to put weight on and I am *confident* that I will be able to lose it after Cayden is born.
I feel like I’m describing one of those high class problems; like having too much money or a house that’s too big. I keep expecting someone to come up to me and sarcastically say, “Ohhh…you poor thing. I feel so sorry for you. You can’t gain weight, how awful for you.” And then proceed to punch me in the face. Any takers?
However, the doctor did bring it up and said that she would like to see me put on more weight. The whole process to weight gain seems like a complete contradiction given my current situation. A good way to gain weight is to increase carb intake; however I can’t increase my carbs because of the gestational diabetes. Another way to pack on some more pounds would be to stop exercising; however I need to exercise in order to help control my blood sugar levels.
So I guess I am at a loss. I will just have to increase my calorie consumption by means other than carbs; like protein. I want to say this: I have *not* been purposely trying to keep my weight down. I *know* that weight gain during pregnancy is *normal and healthy*. And I am *not* afraid to put weight on and I am *confident* that I will be able to lose it after Cayden is born.
I feel like I’m describing one of those high class problems; like having too much money or a house that’s too big. I keep expecting someone to come up to me and sarcastically say, “Ohhh…you poor thing. I feel so sorry for you. You can’t gain weight, how awful for you.” And then proceed to punch me in the face. Any takers?
Back in Control
Well, I had a doctor’s appointment this morning to go over the test results of my diabetes testing from Wednesday. Also, I’ve had a rash for about a week now and I wanted to get that looked at as well. I have been anxiously awaiting these test results for what seems like forever. I just feel relieved to finally know the results and be able to move forward.
The test results came back positive. It’s official I have gestational diabetes. Now that I know the results I feel that I am back in control of my pregnancy and that I can comfortably move forward. I am confident that I can control this condition and that everything will move forward as planned.
Here is what I have to do now. I am meeting with a Diabetes Educator sometime next week to go over diet restrictions and create a meal plan for myself. I am going to make sure Chad goes to this appointment with me. It is just as important for him to be educated; because he will also be facing diet changes. I will also be getting my blood sugar monitor and lancet strips from my pharmacy early next week. This will allow me to test my blood sugars 5 times a day (as soon as I wake up, after every meal and before I go to bed). I will also be having a lot more ultrasounds.
I am thankful that my pregnancy complication is within my *control*. *I* determine how healthy me and Baby Cayden will be. I know the changes and scarifies that are to come are worth it. The doctor said that with control there should be absolutely no reason I can’t deliver Cayden naturally; the way I want to.
Now on to that pesky rash…the doctor said to take Benadryl at night and to start using Aveeno lotion. I have another check up on April 15th. If it hasn’t cleared by then they will test me for a pregnancy rash known as PUPPS.
It has been a wild ride this week in my pregnancy world. I guess that’s why they call it a Labor of Love.
The test results came back positive. It’s official I have gestational diabetes. Now that I know the results I feel that I am back in control of my pregnancy and that I can comfortably move forward. I am confident that I can control this condition and that everything will move forward as planned.
Here is what I have to do now. I am meeting with a Diabetes Educator sometime next week to go over diet restrictions and create a meal plan for myself. I am going to make sure Chad goes to this appointment with me. It is just as important for him to be educated; because he will also be facing diet changes. I will also be getting my blood sugar monitor and lancet strips from my pharmacy early next week. This will allow me to test my blood sugars 5 times a day (as soon as I wake up, after every meal and before I go to bed). I will also be having a lot more ultrasounds.
I am thankful that my pregnancy complication is within my *control*. *I* determine how healthy me and Baby Cayden will be. I know the changes and scarifies that are to come are worth it. The doctor said that with control there should be absolutely no reason I can’t deliver Cayden naturally; the way I want to.
Now on to that pesky rash…the doctor said to take Benadryl at night and to start using Aveeno lotion. I have another check up on April 15th. If it hasn’t cleared by then they will test me for a pregnancy rash known as PUPPS.
It has been a wild ride this week in my pregnancy world. I guess that’s why they call it a Labor of Love.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Tests…not the academic kind
I was able to complete my gestational diabetes test yesterday. Once again I found myself at the doctor’s office bright and early at 8am. On a random side note one of my friends/co-workers was there at the same time getting her yearly exam. What are the odds???
I once again got my blood drawn on an empty stomach and was then given the glucose drink. Despite my weak stomach from the day before they still gave me the double dose. However, this time they gave me the fruit punch flavor instead of the orange flavor.
They took me right away to an exam room to lie down for the duration of the test. Man, my stomach and the baby definitely do not like that glucose drink. Cayden was bouncing around like a pin ball and my stomach was extremely upset. I closed my eyes tight and laid very, very still. If I had moved or stood up I would have thrown up again. It took every ounce of strength and energy I had to keep that drink down.
But, luckily I got through it. I stayed in the exam room and rested the entire three hours. I also got my blood drawn 3 more times. My poor arm is totally beat up. I laid down the entire time, however, the test left me exhausted and completely worn out.
As soon as I was dismissed from the doctor’s office I head straight to Souper Salad and stuffed myself with salad. I hadn’t planned on eating out yesterday. However, the only lunch food I had at the house is Ramen Noodles. I figured after the morning Cayden and I had we would need a lunch that provided adequate nutrition.
I was told that the test results would be back today or tomorrow. However, they told me that I would only get a call if the test results were positive. What a jip. I figure after all I’ve been through they should call me either way. If I don’t hear from the doctor by Monday I’m calling.
I will say this: even though the test was horrible and even if I do have gestational diabetes and I have to give up my much beloved pasta and desserts there is *nothing* that could ever make me feel anything but completely *grateful* for every second of my pregnancy.
I once again got my blood drawn on an empty stomach and was then given the glucose drink. Despite my weak stomach from the day before they still gave me the double dose. However, this time they gave me the fruit punch flavor instead of the orange flavor.
They took me right away to an exam room to lie down for the duration of the test. Man, my stomach and the baby definitely do not like that glucose drink. Cayden was bouncing around like a pin ball and my stomach was extremely upset. I closed my eyes tight and laid very, very still. If I had moved or stood up I would have thrown up again. It took every ounce of strength and energy I had to keep that drink down.
But, luckily I got through it. I stayed in the exam room and rested the entire three hours. I also got my blood drawn 3 more times. My poor arm is totally beat up. I laid down the entire time, however, the test left me exhausted and completely worn out.
As soon as I was dismissed from the doctor’s office I head straight to Souper Salad and stuffed myself with salad. I hadn’t planned on eating out yesterday. However, the only lunch food I had at the house is Ramen Noodles. I figured after the morning Cayden and I had we would need a lunch that provided adequate nutrition.
I was told that the test results would be back today or tomorrow. However, they told me that I would only get a call if the test results were positive. What a jip. I figure after all I’ve been through they should call me either way. If I don’t hear from the doctor by Monday I’m calling.
I will say this: even though the test was horrible and even if I do have gestational diabetes and I have to give up my much beloved pasta and desserts there is *nothing* that could ever make me feel anything but completely *grateful* for every second of my pregnancy.
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