This week has been a bit of a struggle when it comes to learning and trying to control gestational diabetes which I now officially have. It feels very much trial and error right now and its a bit of a crafty thing. You can have a few days where you think you have pretty much clocked it and know what is keeping it under control. Then out of the blue your blood sugars yo-yo and you haven’t done anything different. I DID learn that normal jam is pretty bad though, which is fairly obvious really but as I’d managed to get away with it a previous time I thought it would be ok. I’ve been surrounded by Type 2 diabetes my whole life as I have lots of family members that have had it for years but suddenly finding myself with it I’ve realised how little I paid attention to what I should and shouldn’t be doing.
The funny thing is that at the start of my pregnancy the consultants wanted to monitor me a lot because they were concerned I was having a tiny baby. They are now concerned that any high blood sugar levels may result in a much bigger baby and hence want to keep monitoring me. I’ve been taught how to test myself 4 times a day and keep a diary of it all and the course of treatment may change along the way to keep it all under control. So far, it’ll just be diet controlled. I will then be scanned regularly and, of course, with that comes even more juggling.
A fellow lovely blogger sent me this on gestational diabetes and it’s a good read for anyone learning about it. I am really hoping this is a temporary thing and will magically disappear once the baby comes along.
Little Z has been extremely helpful and very interested in all things to do with my little magic looking machine. He even knows how to assemble it all and watched with great interest as the specialist showed me how to use all the gear. What a wonderful thing the NHS is. I was presented with a huge bag of items to keep me going for a while and a repeat prescription for when I would need to stock up.
The silver lining in all of these appointments is listening to the baby almost weekly. The friendly midwife explained to Little Z what she was doing and he looked slightly confused, as our baby is indeed coming from a shop and he knows its not quite ready. He sat and watched as a microphone looking gadget traced my belly until the heartbeat was found. He looked completely shocked and in awe when he was told that was the baby. Then asked if he could have a baby brother when the midwife asked him what kind of sibling he would like. I can’t wait to take him to the scan next week where he will see the baby for the first time.
I’ve also had a huge panic this week around not being ready for the new baby and the Other Half got the brunt of it down the phone when I shrieked we needed countless trips to buy things! Lots of things!! Even though I didn’t quite know what. We just need THINGS! I definitely need to pull things down from the attic very soon to see what we actually have and what we really need. Then we need to buy. Things! II did eventually calm down after having a bit of a lightbulb moment. I could buy a few “emergency” ultra cute newborn items. Just enough for the hospital trip and first few days. That way I am prepared and I have a bit more time. It’s a perfect solution if you think about it and surely the baby should have a nice new outfit for the first couple of weeks? So I’ve finally started perusing and love these little sleepsuits from Mothercare.
I forgot how very cute it all is and how much of a baby trance you can be pulled into. I will probably have to be dragged out of there once I actually make it into the shop.
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