Results
Well, I failed my glucose test. I'm extraordinarily bummed out about this. As Marion said, "This is going to make your pregnancy a giant pain in the ass." I love Marion.
So the next thing to happen will be that I will go to a gestational diabetes class next week. There they will teach me how to use my blood sugar monitor. I'm not looking forward to that at all because it apprently involves several sharp and painful jabs to my fingers every day.
My fasting glucose was ok which leads Marion to believe that I will likely be successful at managing this with diet and excercise. If not, I'll have to give myself insulin shots. I'm told that those don't hurt as bad as the testing does.
My eating habits will need to change. Not so much in what I've been eating (because I've been eating pretty healthy stuff) but in that I will need to make sure that I eat at regular intervals. This can be tough to do at work but because I don't fancy giving myself insulin shots, I will make it happen.
The baby is not in danger as long as my blood sugar levels are under control. Babies born to moms with uncontrolled gestational diabetes tend to be very large. That can cause all sorts of difficulties for both mom and baby during the birth.
When I first got my results, I felt horribly guilty and asked Marion what I had done wrong. She assured me that there was nothing I could have done or not done to change the outcome. It just means that my pancreas can't keep up with the added stress of supporting a pregnancy.
Stupid pancreas.
Everything else checked out great. The baby's kick counts are very good. Marion declared my belly "all baby" today which made me happy. I mean, she could have said it was "part baby and part what-the-heck-have-you-been-eating".