Jun 26, 2006 10:45
This weekend my husband and I and a few friends went to a wine festival in PA. It's not far from where our friend lives and this is the second year we've gone. The weather was a bit questionable, but miraculously it held out. It rained on the way there and on the way home...but not a drop while we were at the festival. There were probably close to 75 vineyards there from all over PA. I got to walk around branded the odd man out this time around though. When you enter the gates, they give you one of two wristbands. The green one is for the wine tasters and the fluorescent, bright as the sun pink one is for the designated drivers. Of course, I got the neon pink wristband. Not that I minded too much, but I did kind of feel like an outcast being the only one sporting pink (at least in my group). There were a few others wearing the pink wristbands and they all seemed to be in the same delicate condition as me.
I had a bit of a scare on Friday. A good portion of last week I was having these weird pains and twinges. Some of them pretty strong. So much so that by Friday morning I had pretty much worked myself up into a frenzy thinking that something was wrong with the baby. I stayed home from work and brought myself to the doctor's. I was worried for nothing as it turns out, but I'm glad that I went and got a little reassurance. The doctor did a quick check-up and we listened to the baby's heartbeat. She made a joke out of it, but apparently doctors call those kind of visits "panic visits." She told me that every new mom has at least a couple panic visits and they are happy to help ease our crazy minds. She told me that the pains I was having were growing pains and nothing to worry about. Well, she was right...they were growing pains. Over the last several days my belly has just popped! I don't think I look like I'm just gaining weight...I actually have a noticeable baby belly now. I am scheduled for an ultrasound next Monday and I have my regular appointment next Wednesday. I can't wait to see the baby again and see how much it's grown. I haven't seen the baby in almost 5 weeks, so I'm sure I'm going to be amazed. Wednesday's appointment I'm not really looking forward to though. I have to take the glucose tolerance test for gestational diabetes that day. I have to drink this liquid that is loaded with sugar in 5 minutes. Then I have to wait an hour and then have my blood sugar taken. In normal people, your body is supposed to be able to tolerate a normal diet plus this sugar solution and still maintain a blood sugar of less than 140. I'm really hoping that this test works out ok. If so, then I'll only need to be tested one more time at 26 weeks. I've really been watching everything I eat and really trying to keep active. If my blood sugar comes back high, then I'll have to take some more tests. This test doesn't give an official diagnosis, but is more of a screening. I'm hoping for the best.