Pregnancy Update: 33 Weeks
I’m also letting the whole gestational diabetes thing set in. I met with the doctor who I told what I had been eating since my diagnosis- eggs, veggies, some fruit, grilled meat, and she basically told me I’m not eating enough and not to diet at this time. I wanted to respond with, maybe we should measure my thigh circumference and you’ll quit worrying about me having an eating disorder. But alas, I had a conference call at work to get to and decided to not drag it out and try to end the appointment as quickly as possible. I was pleasantly surprised to hear that the friend I’d spoken to had an extreme case and 35 carbs a day wasn’t normal! I’m more in the 160 a day zone, and I’m finding I actually need to add more to my diet right now. Don’t worry doc, I’ll buy some bread!
Dream of the week: They just keep getting weirder I swear! Jacob and I moved to Washington D.C. into an apartment that was a hybrid of our new home and an old restaurant. I was busy examining all the hidden spaces to hang pots and pans when Jacob came home late at night followed shortly after by my younger sister, who was visiting. She’s single and dates a ton, and in my dream she’d flown out to go out with some guy she was head-over-heels for. He apparently had let her know he liked two girls equally and it was a competition. She and Jacob started analyzing what she had done and if she was winning. Apparently my subconscious doesn’t know she’s deathly allergic to shellfish and Jacob hates seafood because they were discussing ordering shrimp and it’s impacts on relationships. Apparently she ordered the expensive shrimp and Jacob started yelling, “YOU ALWAYS ORDER THE CHEAP SHRIMP!” and let her know kindly she likely wasn’t going to win. I woke up more aware of the reality of these two non-seafood eaters and was very confused by this super realistic dream. But single ladies, let it be your guide, always order the cheap shrimp on dates.
One thing is clear, both confirmed he’s a full week ahead of schedule. I’ll keep putting the originally weekly update based on my first due date, but we’re prepping for a possible early delivery, and with GD they aren’t going to let him go past his due date. He’s healthy and measuring normal so far in all areas, so that’s what matters! It just kind of blew my mind to see how cramped he is, how developed he is, and to think we’re down to just weeks until his big debut!
I was also amazed to see a week ahead in development meant he was already sucking/breathing/swallowing! I mentioned a few weeks ago about my friend who had a preemie who was due about the same time. Her little guy is struggling to learn to eat on his own, and I just felt extra blessed to see that baby Whiting is a week ahead! It’s amazing how you don’t realize how blessed you are until you experience loss or see someone near to you experience it. There’s only a few more bodily updates for our little man to make until he can safely come, and I’m so grateful to be so close to full term!
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Dear Camille I'm Very Happy for You : Perfect Example of a Classy Pregnant Woman ; Have Magic Moments , Lots of Luck to You & Jacob & the Baby !!!
The summer after I had Kempton I remember realizing the reason my previous summer was so awful was because the pregnancy made me so hot. I remember I couldn't believe how hot it was and how I had I lived here 16 years and never been so bothered by it. If at all possible I will not be pregnant in the summer again my last pregnancy was so nice. I never even had swollen ankles but the summer pregnancy they were swollen from July-November.
So exciting! You look so great and happy!
I feel your pain with the gestational diabetes. With my first I had it, I have since been diagnosed with PCOS but at the time we didn't know. I was aloud about 160-180 carbs a day. But they wanted me to pack in the calories because I couldn't put on the wait. It was extremely frustrating especially since I was eating all the time or at least I felt like I was. I hated having to take my blood four times a day. That was the worst for me!