Blood Sugars

Throughout my pregnancy so far, I've tried to read everything I could online. Specifically, I wanted to read what real people wrote about. I found a site where moms told their tales of pregnancy and labor while having diabetes, of any type. All I saw were women who wrote that they only had 10 blood sugar readings over 200 for their entire pregnancy. Well, I'm sorry, but what a load of crap. I panicked at first. I had over 10 in my first trimester, but my A1Cs were still in the 5's, so all was great. All highs had a reason, whether it be a miscalculation, a pump or site error, or just your body keying you in that it's time to make an insulin change (which happens CONSTANTLY). I have a very tough set of doctors, and I was so afraid to go see them with my blood sugars, thinking I was doing something wrong. But all was well. So don't panick by what other people say. They're probably lying, didn't take their blood sugars often enough, or are freaks of nature that really did eat nothing but lettuce their entire pregnancy--especially if they had Type 1. But as long as you're seeing your doctor often (I go to my endocrinologist every two weeks through my pregnancy, until the end when I'll go every week), taking your blood sugars and logging them, you're going to be fine!

Well, I had the stupid Quad Screening done, even though I was fairly against most genetic testing for many reasons, not the least of which is all the cases of false positives. Of course, mine came back abnormal with low estriol, increasing the baby's chance of having Downs Syndrome. So I go in on Friday for a detailed ultrasound to see what's going on. My gut feeling is that everything is fine, but heck, I don't know. My doctor again mentioned the false positives and everything. I just hope they can see enough to tell me for sure. If I can know something for sure, then I'd rather just know. If we're still talking chances and percentages, I'd rather just not know.

Funny how your perceptions change when you're pregnant. For instance, I used to think I was sort of fat. Not really fat, but, you know, kinda. OH! If only I could go back! I looked great. My stomach was flat, I had no love handles, my legs were pretty toned. Now, 10 unnecessary pounds later, not so much. I hope this means that after I have the baby, if I get back to my pre-pregnancy weight, I'll feel a little better about myself, remembering my stomach beginning to block the view of the rest of me!