Firstly some good news.
My train ticket was handed in.
Amazing. It restores my faith in people. It was minus the $10 emergency cash that I keep in it in case I find myself at work (or elsewhere) having forgotten my wallet - but I'm prepared to call that a "tip" for whoever found and handed in my ticket.
Fortunately it was found and they called my local station before the sent in my application for a replacement. Otherwise I'd have had to pay for the replacement ticket regardless.
That was a good day.
Then I had a pregnancy moment. I made myself an ice cream (nothing extraordinary there) and then put the ice cream back into the fridge. Hubby found it two days later and asked me why I'd put it back into the fridge... No idea, but methinks the fridge is better than the cupboard!
I had my gestational diabetes test last week and the results came back a bit high - so I had another more complicated test that involves a high carb (!!) diet for 3 days, fasting and then 3 blood tests. They get you to drink this horrible sugar heavy drink and then test how well your body metabolises the sugar.
In my case it's not well.
I now have gestational diabetes (GD).
It's not until after I talk to my mother that I discover that grandparents on both sides have type 2 diabetes which automatically puts me at higher risk for developing GD. I was in too much shock when the midwife called to ask how high my sugar levels were but I've got a whole heap of appointments over the next 2 weeks to attend and to figure out how to manage this new condition.
I've done a bit of reading and discovered that I may be able to manage it through diet and exercise. The bit that concerns me though, is that the recommended diet is not all that different to what I'm eating now - and if I can't manage it through diet and exercise then I'll have to take insulin. I'm already concerned about the machine I have to get to prick my finger and test my blood 4 times a day, but I'm sure I'll figure it out. It's only 10 weeks now until our son is born so hopefully everything will be OK.
I'm now exhausted at the end of each day and the backache has returned. I'm going to reintroduce myself to my Wii Fit this weekend and see if I can get any relief that way - I don't think it's a good idea to take panadol every night before I go to bed but I'm just soooo incredibly sore.
We're out for a picnic with friends tomorrow so hope that turns out to be enjoyable. Then next week it's meet the diabetes educator and dietitian.
Fingers crossed :).
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Trimester 3 - the countdown begins
So, I've finally made it to trimester 3. The last few months have been quite amazing when I look back. I haven't hated being pregnant most days - though I'd not go so far as to say that I'm enjoying it. The back pain has eased off and while I do get tired easily I've been managing long days much better than at any other tie in my pregnancy.
Sydney public transport still sux. I have still had to stand up on crowded trains because no one will offer me their seat. I now try very hard not to miss my 7.12am train which is empty enough (because of the early hour) that I don't have to ask for a seat and the 7.17am train isn't too bad either, but any later and it's impossible. I think I'm also going to have to start eyeballing people and asking for a seat because it's getting obvious that no one is polite enough to offer it to me. Though I have to admit that the other morning as I was trying hard to stay conscious (I have low blood pressure in the mornings and often feel faint), I did wonder if I'd be better off just fainting. That would make all these lovely people late for work (and everyone else on the train line) while they stopped the train to get help (or would they just turn a blind eye and not bother - interesting thought). Then perhaps next time, not because a pregnant woman needs to sit but out of pure self interest (not wanting to be late) they might think twice about not offering a seat. Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
I'm really enjoying my job at the moment. It's not because I only have 7 weeks and 2 working days left until I'm on maternity leave - really it's not. It's actually challenging, and fun and rewarding. It's just a shame that it takes until I'm pregnant and about to go on extended leave that I find something I'm enjoying this much in a job that I've been doing (with a few different portfolios) for the last 5 years. I'm working with some fantastic people who seem to enjoy the work as much as I do which also contributes to my satisfaction. Let's just hope that when I get back to it in Jan 2011 it's just as enjoyable.
There's a book that we bought for Master 2, called "There's a House Inside My Mummy" which is all about a pregnant woman and her family, and features a toddler about his age. He loves the book so much I have to read it to him every night and his favourite bit is the last page where the long awaited "bubba" makes an appearance. "Bubba came out" he yells in delight. Here's hoping that the delight doesn't turn to jealousy too quickly.
This week I had a checkup at the hospital with the doctor. I'd meant to take a cushion with me after my last experience with a 2 hour wait, but it was much quicker this time and I got in to see the obstetrician within about 40 mins. I also had my glucose test (the quick one that only takes just over an hour) to check for gestational diabetes. The midwife called me to say that my results were a little on the high side and that I'd have to do the long test to make sure everything was OK. The long test involves a high carb diet for 3 days prior, then fasting from 9pm the previous night (water is OK) and then heading to the lab. The lab takes a blood test, gets you to drink a disgustingly sweet glucose filled drink then sit still for 2 hours. After the 2 hours has passed they again poke you with a needle and take a test. That will be fun. Not. Fortunately my work allows me access to 35 hours over the course of my pregnancy to special maternity leave - that is leave to attend ante-natal doctors appointments. I'm very glad because I can't imagine trying to sit still for 2 hours with Master 2 in tow!
Yesterday (or was it Monday) I did a pregnancy thing and have lost my travel tickets. I have a little wallet that has my train ticket, bus travel 10 and bus card for the private bus service that operates near my house and $10 emergency cash in it. I arrived at the train station in the city yesterday morning to discover it was no where to be found. I turned my bag inside out, checked at home, in my car even called city rail lost property. nope. Nada. nothing. And little chance it will be handed in - the ticket lasts until I got on mat leave in mid - Dec, it had about 4 or 5 unused bus trips and cash. Whoever found it must think they scored big time. Bah. Fortunately the periodical ticket can be replaced for a fee (still cheaper than replacing it) - so I'm trying to sort that out.
The weather has warmed up - but it was so hot out today that I felt a bit light headed. Hope it doesn't get too hot too quickly otherwise the next 12 weeks will be very difficult. Thank goodness I don't live in the tropics!
Sydney public transport still sux. I have still had to stand up on crowded trains because no one will offer me their seat. I now try very hard not to miss my 7.12am train which is empty enough (because of the early hour) that I don't have to ask for a seat and the 7.17am train isn't too bad either, but any later and it's impossible. I think I'm also going to have to start eyeballing people and asking for a seat because it's getting obvious that no one is polite enough to offer it to me. Though I have to admit that the other morning as I was trying hard to stay conscious (I have low blood pressure in the mornings and often feel faint), I did wonder if I'd be better off just fainting. That would make all these lovely people late for work (and everyone else on the train line) while they stopped the train to get help (or would they just turn a blind eye and not bother - interesting thought). Then perhaps next time, not because a pregnant woman needs to sit but out of pure self interest (not wanting to be late) they might think twice about not offering a seat. Let's hope it doesn't come to that.
I'm really enjoying my job at the moment. It's not because I only have 7 weeks and 2 working days left until I'm on maternity leave - really it's not. It's actually challenging, and fun and rewarding. It's just a shame that it takes until I'm pregnant and about to go on extended leave that I find something I'm enjoying this much in a job that I've been doing (with a few different portfolios) for the last 5 years. I'm working with some fantastic people who seem to enjoy the work as much as I do which also contributes to my satisfaction. Let's just hope that when I get back to it in Jan 2011 it's just as enjoyable.
There's a book that we bought for Master 2, called "There's a House Inside My Mummy" which is all about a pregnant woman and her family, and features a toddler about his age. He loves the book so much I have to read it to him every night and his favourite bit is the last page where the long awaited "bubba" makes an appearance. "Bubba came out" he yells in delight. Here's hoping that the delight doesn't turn to jealousy too quickly.
This week I had a checkup at the hospital with the doctor. I'd meant to take a cushion with me after my last experience with a 2 hour wait, but it was much quicker this time and I got in to see the obstetrician within about 40 mins. I also had my glucose test (the quick one that only takes just over an hour) to check for gestational diabetes. The midwife called me to say that my results were a little on the high side and that I'd have to do the long test to make sure everything was OK. The long test involves a high carb diet for 3 days prior, then fasting from 9pm the previous night (water is OK) and then heading to the lab. The lab takes a blood test, gets you to drink a disgustingly sweet glucose filled drink then sit still for 2 hours. After the 2 hours has passed they again poke you with a needle and take a test. That will be fun. Not. Fortunately my work allows me access to 35 hours over the course of my pregnancy to special maternity leave - that is leave to attend ante-natal doctors appointments. I'm very glad because I can't imagine trying to sit still for 2 hours with Master 2 in tow!
Yesterday (or was it Monday) I did a pregnancy thing and have lost my travel tickets. I have a little wallet that has my train ticket, bus travel 10 and bus card for the private bus service that operates near my house and $10 emergency cash in it. I arrived at the train station in the city yesterday morning to discover it was no where to be found. I turned my bag inside out, checked at home, in my car even called city rail lost property. nope. Nada. nothing. And little chance it will be handed in - the ticket lasts until I got on mat leave in mid - Dec, it had about 4 or 5 unused bus trips and cash. Whoever found it must think they scored big time. Bah. Fortunately the periodical ticket can be replaced for a fee (still cheaper than replacing it) - so I'm trying to sort that out.
The weather has warmed up - but it was so hot out today that I felt a bit light headed. Hope it doesn't get too hot too quickly otherwise the next 12 weeks will be very difficult. Thank goodness I don't live in the tropics!
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