During all the craziness of the holidays I had to do my oh so lovely glucose test to determine if I had gestational diabetes. I have quite a few of the risk factors. Having sailed through the tests on my previous pregnancies I blithely assumed that the results would be the same. Sadly they were not. After the delightful fun of starving and then hanging around the lab for 4 hours (they were running behind so the test started later) I got the diagnosis of Gestational Diabetes.
I have the feeling that I was borderline with my other pregnancies but that my holiday eating tipped the balance for the tests this time around. Mostly this means that I will have to be very careful about what I eat, so if I am good it should not be too big of an impact. The part of all this that really has me frustrated is that it means more appointments. I am heartily sick of waiting rooms. I have been spending a high amount of time in them of late and only have more to look forward with Evan's upcoming pacemaker surgery.
And now for something a bit more upbeat. We have been enjoying nice "warm" weather of late. I took the kids to the zoo for the first time in months and we did not freeze. All we needed was our jackets to keep the chill off. This warm weather has given me an infusion of extra energy. I actually felt like cleaning this morning instead of wanting to crawl back into bed and sleep.