Week 30

I didn't get an "A"...

So, I got a message on my cell phone today from the OBGYN office telling me to call them back about my test results. 

Dum, Dum, Dummm....

I say "Dum, Dum, Dummm..." because normally they just leave me a message that tells me that my test results are back and for me to call the automated test results number and check on 'em.  So, I immediately had a feeling...this ain't good.  

So, I call the lady back and she tells me that: 

1.  I'm anemic (How weird is this...I take a prentatal vitamin with iron in it everyday!)  So, now I need to add on another iron pill to help.  This news actually made me feel validated because I have felt EXHAUSTED lately and so run-down.  I thought it was just because of busy time at work but the anemia adds in, too.  

2.  I didn't do so well on my gestational diabetes test on Tuesday. "Slightly elevated" were her words though she might just have been trying to be nice.   It was just the baseline test so now I have to go back tomorrow morning at 7:30a.m.  and drink the supery sugary drink and stay for 3 1/2 to 4 hours (geez!) while they draw my blood.   Also, I have to fast beginning at 10 p.m. ... including fasting from water.  

They clearly don't know that I drink two full glasses of water DURING the sleeping hours, do they?  Also, you don't get any water during the testing tomorrow which may be the death of me.  ( I drink a lot of water.)

So, I had a slight breakdown where I felt like I was a bad mother already and that I should've been doing things differently and eating more hunks of red meat of which Adam was able to talk me down and remind me of all the pregnant women who eat fast food every meal and wasn't I doing so much better than them?  Thanks husband.   So, I'll keep y'all posted with the results.  Thanks for listening to my rant.

Regardless of the results, we praise God for this little nugget growing inside of me and the blessing that he's already been.  

A picture my brother put up on facebook of me from my early years...wonder years.

  I had a doctor's appointment today.  Don't worry- this wasn't a 10 pound month, you'll be glad to know.  It was a 6 pound month which seems much better I think.  So, weight gain total equals 23 pounds.  The doctor was pleased.

  I also had my glucola/gestational diabetes test today.  this entails drinking a sugary orange drink (like uncarbonated Sunkist) 30 minutes before your appointment and then having blood drawn to check on your blood sugar levels.  If you fail your test (dum, dum, dummmmm), you have to go back after drinking an even more sugary drink and have your blood drawn for three hours.   Yikes.  I hope I got an "A". 

  Speaking of sweet orange drink (or not), my friend Lauren had her baby today!  7 lbs. 11 oz., little William Marc.  Aww, can't wait to meet him.  

And...to continue the Honest Facts from yesterday (dum, dum, dummmm again), here we go:

3.  Adam is my personal alarm clock.  He wakes up at the butt crack of dawn and studies and then comes upstairs later on and wakes me up despite my grumblings and mutterings.  He will wave my arms around or tickle me or give me wet willies...whatever it takes.  But he's a trooper.  Good man, good man. 

4.  I, like Jen, rarely listen to the whole voicemail message.  Usually, once I hear who it's from, I delete it mid-message...unless the person is bawling (we broke up...) or ecstatic (I'm engaged).

Tan Toothbrush Stealer.

Thanks, Brooke, for the award & for tagging me.  Now, Camille's blog is proud(ish) to present...

10 HONEST Things about Myself.  (The way the word "honest" is bold ed makes me feel like they really mean weird, quirky, horrifying, or gross things about yourself)

(Brooke, I know you tagged me for the other survey...but I like this one better...or it's more of a challenge...or something like that.)

1.  I always bought the semester package to the tanning bed place when I was in college.  Every semester.  I was tan.  Too tan probably.  I vowed that after my wedding day, I would never lie in a tanning bed again because a. it's horrible for you and  b. my mom has had skin cancer places removed so my pale skin (like hers) is very susceptible.  And I have kept that vow!  Go me!  

Although I do miss it- it's s warm and wonderful and you can just fall asleep in those cozy coffins of light.  Evil temptresses.

2.  I like to use other people's toiletries.  Mary Lou (my best friend), my mother, and all of my college roommates can attest to this.  But mostly my sweet husband.  It drives him crazy that I use his toothbrush (only child!).  It's not that I want to use other people's toiletries...it's just that their toiletries are right there and I'm not sure where mine are...or I forgot to pack them...or I ran out of room in my bag and I just thought, "Well I'll just use my mom's when I arrive." or they have really awesome mascara.   Adam and I have a deal right now that if I stop using his toothbrush then he'll turn off the light everytime he leaves the basement (my pet peave).  So far, so good.    

Okay, those two are enough for today.  Don't want to give all the milk away or you won't buy the whole cow, right?  (What?!)  

Hormonal

Today I was crying on the treadmill at the Y while watching the end of Rocky 2.  

Yeah, I'd say I'm definitely slightly hormonal.  

Yo Adrienne!  

That Good Ol' Baylor Line...

Sic' Em Bears!

I dreamt last night about living in Waco and our beloved Baylor University.  I woke up really missing all my old haunts and a little nostalgic for those good ol' days.  We are thankful that God brought us here and placed Adam in medical school and has provided friends and community in Erie.  We like where we are.  But we lived in Waco for six years.  We met our senior year in college at Baylor and dated for a year and a half before we got hitched. Then we lived in Waco during our first year of  marriage in this teeny-tiny rent house down the street from the most delicious custard shop (Oh, Katie's...we miss you.)  while we both worked and Adam applied to medical schools.  

I'm content in this season but it certainly made me want to buy a plane ticket and go back with my sweetheart and visit all of our favorite places.   I am so excited to show Baylor to our son and, obviously, he has no choice but to be a Baylor Bear.  He will bleed green and gold by extension.   

Almost Week 29 Baby Belly

My cheeks are growing (all of them!)   

(Mom, I had to make Adam take some pictures of me after you put up those truly heinous ones on your blog.)

I have a doctor's appt. on Tuesday (the glucose appointment- yummo!) So, I'll keep y'all posted on the grand total gained.  (I have a feeling that this might have been another 10 lb. month...)