Updatin'

It's almost three in the morning.  Just about every night morning this week has lasted until two or three.  I'm in full-on vampire mode.  I'm making sure baby and I get our rest - sleeping in and/or taking cat naps here and there, but the baby bug has bit me and I'm having fun preparing, creating, cleaning and daydreaming.

Snipets of the past week...

We said goodbye to our tree this week.  Isn't it so much more fun to put the ornaments on? 

The needles managed to stay put much better than last year...remember our poor tree last January?

Steve threw it over the deck and put it in the front of the house with the rest of the trash.  Oh, our trash on Thursday - it was hilarious.  A Christmas tree, boxes galore and over a dozen trash bags (a result of my nesting madness).

The kitties and I snuggling by the tree one last time.

Mom's Christmas cookies...there's about 4 left.

  

Everyone knows I'm a crazy cat lady.  I've mentioned before that me (and my boss) take turns feeding the stray kitties at the offices I clean each week.  I often hang around a minute or two after filling their bowls - hoping to see at least one of them.  Tuesday, I turned to see a mama cat with her 3 minions trailing behind her.  I giddily broke out my phone to snap a pic and call Steve!  She was so sweet - watching over them, letting them eat all the food, while she sat back with nothing.  I had to go back in and grab her a bowl of food.

I promise, I won't mention cats again (for at least another photo).

Mr. surprised me with a dustbuster.  It's been getting a workout.

Back to cats?!

The flufflies always have to be where the action is.   Muffin sees a box and can't wait to make it her new home.  Twinkie sees, and grows very envious.

And feisty...

Cat attack!!

Still working on cooking and learning new recipes.  Happy to report no fires

still.

Our doorbell has been ringing all week - the UPS man giving the signal that there's a package at the door.  Opening new things for baby each day gives me such a rush and makes her due date seem that much sooner. 

I bought our first bottle of baby detergent the other night.  I admit, I got teary at the grocery store.  Yes, I cried over detergent.  My friend, Kim, told me it's the best and smells so sweet.  She wasn't kidding.  I twisted the cap off, getting ready to wash the mattress pad, and instantly smelled "baby" (and got teary all over again).

Today, I stayed in.  It was a rainy day and I wanted to give my body a break.  I made a wreath for baby girl's room while watching trashy LMN movies.  I found out they put some real winners on during the day.  All I needed was a box of bonbons and I would have been completely set!

Muffin helped sprawled out on the batting.

Baby Updates...

Backtracking to the week before Christmas...

I was 26 weeks at that point and decided it'd be best to take the blood glucose test before all the holiday busyness set in.  I went on a Monday.  Drank the sugar-infested orange drink (I didn't think it was that bad...tasted like really sugary Gatorade).  And waited the hour until my blood draw.  I wasn't sure when my results would be in, but I was nervous for them.  I had heard it's somewhat common to fail the first test - failing the first one, not meaning you have gestational diabetes, but that you have to retest (The retest being a three hour deal - fasting, a fasting blood draw, drinking double the amount of sugar, followed by three more blood draws). 

When I saw I had a missed call the very next morning from my doctor's office, I knew. 

I failed.  The range needed to not exceed 130.  I was at 138.

The nurse told me it didn't mean that I had it, but that I would need to do the three hour test.  And to pass, would need at least three out of the four draws to not fall in the high range.

I called Steve, crying.  I've been so blessed to have an "uneventful" pregnancy this time around, and getting that call zapped me back to the past few years and all the "bad news" calls.  I, of course, worried about the baby, even though deep down I knew she'd be okay even if I did end up having it.  Steve assured me I'd be fine after the next test and told me to calm down with my blubbering and silly sobs -

 "I hope the baby is okay!"  "I know I shouldn't, but I feel guilty!" "Dammit, now I won't be able to eat my mom's Christmas cookies!" 

I went back to the lab bright n' early three days later, following the rules to fast for twelve hours beforehand.  They took my fasting draw and then I drank the lovely 100 grams of sugar down.  They offered me one of the little rooms in the back to "relax" in

in-between blood draws.  I was so glad I took it.  They told me I would probably start to feel a little sick and that the baby would be kicking me lots after that sweet concoction. 

And did she ever!! 

Baby girl was doing the electric slide for a good hour. 

I was feeling fine until hour two came along.  I was getting the sweats.  And the sugar, being the only thing in me for the past 14 hours, was doing its job.  I sat fanning myself with my book and praying not to hurl.  If you blow chunks, you're "disqualified" and need to start over another day.  Oh, heck naw!  Luckily, it passed fairly quickly. 

And luckily, and so gratefully, I passed all four draws!  No highs.  All normal and one low (exactly when I was feeling like puking)!

When I saw I had results up the next morning, I hesitated before opening them.

I felt so relieved and thankful, I cried (again)!

*We had our 28 week appointment last week. 

*Baby girl was kicking wherever the nurse put the doppler.  She was squirming around so much, it took about three minutes for her to get her heartbeat. 

*It's almost always in the 140's

*It never gets old - hearing those thumps.

*I'm (baby is) measuring right on track

*I've gained 18 pounds so far

*Still feelin' the energy...back is growing more sore...feeling extra vampire-y

*Doctor visits are now every two weeks

29 week bump shots

Except for the times I went out to clean or run errands,

this is the getup I've lived in for the past three days.

Only appropriate my bump shots were taken in it...

Just a couple days away from 30 weeks!

Looking forward to a weekend filled with more preparations!

Happy weekend!

See ya next week.

<3

Weekend Lovin',