A Case of the Runs

The last time I blogged about this topic, I was not pregnant, but this whole story started when I was pregnant the first time around. The short of it is that I didn't have any indication or family history of diabetes and was shocked when I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes with my first child.  I passed the postpartum check, but my A1C values (average blood sugar over 3 months) were creeping up each year, so I decided to act because my chances of Type 2 diabetes is forever elevated. I had a lot of success, since in July after I got pregnant, my A1C dropped .3 units, which takes me out of pre-diabetic range.  Still, I've spent most of this pregnancy worrying that it was only a matter of time, since again, my early tests last time did not register any issues, either.  I was hard on myself because I was nauseated for about 18 weeks into the pregnancy, and I admit there were nights when I'd puke everything I ate and then walk to 7-11 to have some candy and Slurpee s

The weather has finally stabilized after months and months of heat waves, and I couldn't be more excited to feel comfortable going about my life. It helps that this time of year is great in general, due to Halloween, Thanksgiving, and the other holidays.  It is so awesome to see Baby Tuesday enjoy all of these things this year with a new awareness of what's going on.  He trick-or-treated like a pro! Also, November is "The Ukrainian" and my anniversary (5 years!) and Tuesday's birthday.  We're going to have an active few months indeed! Speaking of active, in the above picture, you can see I failed to be subtle about my 23-week baby bump in spite of my best intentions.  I know I said this before, but I feel bigger than last time and will probably be a full-blown pumpkin soon enough. With all these holidays and such, "soon enough" is going to be pretty soon, I think.  It is a bit surreal that this little one will be here not long after this