stick to a diabetic diet for my baby if I have gestational diabetes

It seems that even with my blood sugar well under control, the baby is big. We got our last sonogram today and he was in the 92nd percentile, weighting 7.5 lbs. He is only 36 1/2 weeks (he should be 39 weeks according to his weight). So, the dr. said that she might want to induce even earlier than we thought, before he gets too much bigger. She originally said Feb. 17th or 20th if I hadn’t already gone into labor. Now she’s talking about Feb. 8th! That’s only two weeks away!! Am I ready??? And, she said that I should pretty much be on bedrest from here on out. At least I can still crochet and knit and sew and stuff. And get lots of sleep and drink lots of water. It’s scary and exciting to think that in two weeks I might be holding my little boy!!!!

The doctor put me on glyburide a few weeks ago and my blood sugar has been great ever since. What a nice feeling! I was having tremendous mood swings because I would have high blood sugar for no reason! I was eating the right things in the right amounts but was over the limit almost every day. I could eat the exact same meal every morning for three mornings and I would be high two out of those days. It made no sense and I was so frustrated. But now, I can easily stay within my range due to the medicine. My psyche is much calmer and I’m sure that is so much better for the baby. Only five more weeks to go!!!! Then, I am so having a pop tart, LOL.

Well, I’ve been living with the gestational diabetes for a few weeks now and it’s not so bad. I really just have to cut out sugar. The diet is a bit frustrating because I can eat one thing today and my blood sugar is fine and eat the very same thing tomorrow and then have high blood sugar! It doesn’t make sense and my brain hurts because everything must be orderly in my universe.

The doctor lowered the acceptable sugar levels about 10 points from what the dietician recommended. She also said that in a few more weeks it is likely that I will be on medication – NOT insulin, thank goodness, but a pill. I am 29 1/2 weeks along so I really only have about 10 more weeks to go. I can do this for ten weeks, although it’s difficult during Christmas because I want to bake all those goodies I see!

I am thinking of starting a file of all the stuff I want to eat now and eat them throughout the year next year – make one every two weeks or so. LOL – how silly am I? Like I’m going to have time to bake with a baby!

Ok, well, I just got my test results back early. They called because they knew how worried I was. I failed the second test miserably. My fasting blood sugar was ok but I failed the other three tests. I’m a little upset but I’ll be okay. Oh well, no sweets this holiday for me. I can live with that.

I get my test results back on Friday. I am feeling so much better. The nurse answered all my questions and put my mind at ease. I also have some great family members who reassured me and will be a great support system if I have this. Thank goodness for that!

I am so depressed. I failed my one hour glucose tolerance test and have to take the three hour test today. I have to have my blood drawn, drink a nasty sugar drink, then have my blood drawn every hour for three hours. If I fail this test (i.e. if my blood sugar is high), I will be put on a diabetic diet for the rest of my pregnancy and might have to take insulin. This sucks because pregnancy is the only time in my life that I HAVEN’T been obsessed with what I put in my mouth. I haven’t been eating like a madwoman or anything (I’ve actually lost weight – still 8 lbs less than when I got pregnant and I’m 6 1/2 months along). But, now, if I have to go on the diet, I will be measuring and counting carbs and taking my blood sugar (the dreaded finger prick) 4-5 times a day and spending all my energy trying to stick to this diet. I’m so frustrated! But, I will do it in order to have a healthy baby. Even though I have my baby shower this weekend and Thanksgiving and Christmas are coming up. I will eat stuff I hate and none of the stuff I love because this baby is more important than me. But I’m still depressed about it.