The Dreaded 3-Hour Glucose Test

So if you read my last post, you know that I missed passing the 1-hour glucose test by ONE STINKIN' POINT. (Not angry at all...) This meant that I had to do the three-hour test which includes double the amount of glucola and FOUR blood draws. Not my idea of fun.

I remarkably found the Pathology Lab super fast and got in pretty quick to get my fasting blood sugar drawn. I'm not too queasy or uneasy around needles or medical things but I do have a history of low iron so it's not uncommon for me to pass out when giving blood (this happened the last time I donated blood and ever since my iron levels have been too low and I've been barred from donating every. single. time.) I figured, "hey, this is only a blood draw, not a pint of blood, so I should be good." Haha. Nope. Well, I didn't pass out but if I wouldn't have said anything to the nurse I probably would have. I started getting all clammy and my hearing got fuzzy. They let me sit for a little while, gave me an ice pack for my neck/back, and even sneaked me some water (which is not allowed during the glucose test). After I was feeling ok, they led me to a private room with a reclining chair so that I could rest a bit easier than if I were in the lobby (which is also nice because putting my feet up helps keep them from looking like balloons.

The second blood draw was much less eventful. The lab tech let me stay in my private room, in my recliner, while she took the second draw. I felt woozy for maybe a few seconds, but wasn't close to passing out. She also mentioned that when she tested my first draw I was well within the acceptable blood sugar range - HALLELUJAH!

The third and fourth draws were completely uneventful (thank goodness) and I got a call that afternoon that I had passed! Bring on the carbs!

28 weeks preggo means the Glucose Test

I'm at 28 weeks! Third trimester! Less energy! Swollen feet and fingers! Not being able to tie shoes!

And of course, 28-weeks pregnant means taking the glucose test. I didn't really think much of the test beforehand, just had heard terrible things about the gross, sugary drink. That, and if you didn't pass the first test then you had to do the dreaded three-hour glucose test.

I arrived at the midwives office and was given the option of lemon-lime, orange, or fruit punch glucola. It was Cinco de Mayo, so to celebrate I chose lemon-lime. Baby girl definitely thought it was fiesta time because it felt like she was doing flips in my belly! I really didn't mind the drink at all - sure it was super sugary, but it just tasted like lemony-lime grenadine to me.

I had my regular appointment and an hour after I had drank my Cinco de Mayo "treat," I had my blood drawn to test my blood sugar and hemoglobin levels. I was told I would get results on Monday but that 'no news is good news,' meaning, if I didn't hear from the midwives, that my test results came back in the normal range. Mid-Monday morning guess who called? Yep. I had failed my one-hour glucose test. BY ONE STINKIN' POINT. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! I was actually so upset about it that tears started running down my face. Not that I could even do anything about it - it wasn't like I could prep for the test. It all had to do with how the baby things (don't want to get too graphic) affect how your pancreas processes and metabolizes sugar. So I have to go in for a three-hour glucose test later this week. Crossing my fingers that I pass that one...I really don't want to know what it means to have gestational diabetes :(

The Gender Reveal!

Craig and I invited our moms to come to the baby's 20-week ultrasound so they could find out the gender of baby Nelson. My mom had been to both of my sister-in-law's 20-week ultrasounds and even though they weren't planning on finding out, my mom still 'looked' when the tech checked that portion of the baby and (even though she isn't a trained ultrasound reader) she could very easily tell that it was a girl - my niece Cora!

Sandy, my mother-in-law, had never been to an ultrasound that could reveal the gender. The last time she was at an ultrasound was when she was pregnant with my husband Craig!

When the time came for the tech to check on the gender part of the baby, she turned the monitor off so Craig and I couldn't see anything, had the moms come around to view her screen (which had its back to Craig and me), and said "and there it is." Neither mom said anything or gave any facial hints as to what baby Nelson might be. It absolutely KILLED Craig that his mom knew and he didn't!

That afternoon I made a dozen cupcakes with blue filling and a dozen with pink and covered both with white frosting. I put them in separate pans and labeled one 'Boy' and the other 'Girl.' The following day, we had both of our immediate families come over to our house for lunch and for the reveal. After everyone got there, the moms went to the kitchen and put the 'right' cupcakes on a plate and brought them out. Craig and I bit in to ours at the same time, completely expecting the filling to be blue so we were extremely surprised to find pink filling! We thought our moms had made a mistake and thought they brought out the wrong ones - that's how convinced we were that we were having a boy.

And it turns out that Sandy couldn't keep a secret. She had told her husband AND her daughter after the ultrasound, so it wasn't a surprise to them (but they acted surprised, so it's all good).

The 100% streak of girls continues with baby GIRL Nelson - all of my cousin's and brother's kids are girls. Baby girl Nelson makes the 6th one! That's maybe to be expected as all of my cousins are also girls...poor Dave - my brother's the only boy...STILL.