Week Twenty Eight - Perfect in Every Way

Okay, I'm really writing this during week twenty nine, but I had good stuff to say about twenty-eight, I just kept putting it off (hoping to get test results back to report on).

I did go to the doctor last week and we got to meet with our favorite doctor yet. Instead of just coming in, listening to the heart beat, then leaving again with only a few how-do-ya-do's left in his wake, he came in and SAT DOWN. Then he proceeded to tell me what was happening to me and the baby that week, the things that would be happening soon and the things I needed to start looking out for. Exactly the information I had been trying to wrangle out the last guy, I just wasn't sure what I was supposed to be asking. He then proceeded to tell me my pregnancy was perfect in every way. Such a gentleman! My uterus is apparently exactly the right size, down to the inch. The Nubby's heartbeat is just right. My weight gain is right where it should be for me to have gained the standard 25-30 pounds by week 40 (yikes!). From here on out, my precious little daughter will be causing me to gain a pound every week, bless her heart.

I did have to take that dreaded Glucose Challenge Test last week too. When we first got there, they gave me a little bottle of fruit punch flavored super sugar water that I had to drink in less than five minutes, then mark the time. It really WAS super sweet, and almost so similar to Hawaiian Punch that I'm pretty sure I'll never be able to drink that stuff again. Exactly an hour later they drew some blood and shipped it off somewhere to figure out how my body handled that much sugar. I can tell you how my body handled that much sugar, about 30 minutes after I got home, I literally passed out at the keyboard while I was trying to work. Super sugar high=super sugar crash.