hump day = bump day (week 31)

Several updates since last week. I went Friday for my glucose test to check for gestational diabetes. I prepared as much as I thought I could. I was sure to avoid carbs as much as possible that day since my test wasn't until 4pm. I had eggs for breakfast, a sandwich with one piece of bread for lunch and I even went and workout out before my test. I thought for sure they would call to tell me that I needed to add sugar and carbs to my diet, for sure I'd rock that test and show it who's boss. I mean, seriously, I eat healthy and workout everyday. Sure I eat my share of carbs and desserts, but I guarantee you it isn't any more than the next pregnant woman!

So, the nurse calls on Monday to give me my results... I FAILED! Yes, seriously. She did say "barely", but I was too stunned to ask her what my numbers were. Immediately, I started thinking of ways the test could have been skewed and I think I figured it out. After drinking the tasty sugary liquid, you are suppose to wait 1 hour before your blood is drawn. My blood was taken 43 minutes after drinking said substance... 17 more minutes and I'm sure I would be home free. But, NO, I get to do the test again. And, we are not just talking a come in the office drink your drink and wait an hour test - we are talking no food or water after midnight come in at 9am drink a drink wait an hour draw blood and repeat two more times. Yes people - 3 hours of testing. And, did I mention that I can't eat from midnight on... seriously, that's 12 hours without food or water. Do they know that I'm pregnant?

Ok, enough about that. I did have my regular appointment with my doctor over the weekend. She said everything is still looking good. I'm still getting a gold star for my gradual weight gain. When I was in the office I had her feel around to see if she could tell how he was positioned. For the most part I had only ever felt him on my right side below the belly button. She commented on how funny it was that he was only using the one side. WELL, he heard her... because come Saturday afternoon he started moving and grooving - up, down and all around. I don't think he realized how much room he had available to him until now, and let me tell you, he is taking full advantage! My doctor told me that I would get another sonogram in several weeks to check on positioning. She said he should be settled in about another 4 weeks. I am on to appointments every two weeks now, starting to make things feel more urgent.

Well, here is this weeks picture. The tank top is starting to loose the battle. In theory, the tank top does still reach the top of my pants, but as I move around it has a tendency to creep up.