Showing posts with label 23 weeks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 23 weeks. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Running

My motivation to keep running is waning by the day. It was 38 degrees this morning, which didn't help get me out the door (but I did). I think I'm losing motivation because it's a little depressing to run. I'm a little more uncomfortable every day. I'm a little slower every day. I feel like I have to pee 3 minutes after I start.

I haven't run a race since the Peachtree, so I think I'll sign up for a few to keep me motivated during the week. I need some new shoes, too, so that will get me excited for about 2 runs. I might get one of these, because sometimes my sides feel sore. Val is eating too much Halloween candy and getting chubby! Please let me know if you've ever used a belly bra or band and whether you liked it.

I really want to keep moving.

Monday, October 27, 2008

23 weeks, 4 days appointment

My BP: 110/70
Val's heart rate: 140s
Weight gain: +5, I think, but I can't remember what is was last time and didn't want to ask.

Val squirmed away from the Doppler every time the doctor tried to find her heart beat. It took a few minutes for Dr. H to get a steady sound. Go, Val! I measured exactly according to my due date. After a brief chat about what happened at the ultrasound, Dr. H went ahead and ordered the gestational diabetes test, since I was so close to 24 weeks, anyway. (They like to do it between 24-28 weeks.) I drank the orange liquid and an hour later, Innocent, the lab tech, drew my blood. You might think Innocent was female, but he was male and very inquisitive. Was I hungry? Why was I tired? Did I take a walk last night? Was I cold? Will I go home and go to sleep?

Anyway, the lab results should be ready in a few days. The orange drink didn't make me gag or vomit or shake or anything, like I've heard will happen. It tasted like flat orange soda with a weird burning, tingly aftertaste.

If I have gestational diabetes, it will be rough getting off the Twix cold turkey.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

23 weeks


It's been a quiet weekend. Val and I went to some friends' annual pumpkin carving party last night. I didn't carve, just ate. Sweet LJ is down and out with a terrible cold. I'm bleaching everything he touches, so hopefully I'll stay well.