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Thursday, March 18, 2010
We Grow 'Em Big 'Round Here
Everything with the ultrasound was great. The kidneys are working, which grossed my Dad out when he realized what that meant. But where does the pee go? The heart looks perfect, everything flowing the right way. The brain is growing and I'm sure the child will be a genius. All good, big sigh of happy relief.
So yesterday when the nurse from my OBs office called I was thrown right away. Thankfully she started off with, everything looks great with the baby. Ok, then why are you calling me? Did they mention the baby is kind of big? No, I only heard words like perfect.
Turns out I'm growing a Giant Baybee, in the 80th percentile. Yay, good for me! Not exactly, it could be a sign of the fear that has lurked in the back of mind, gestational diabetes. The doctor is going to bump up my glucose test from 24-28 weeks, to 22. Two weeks of delcicious sugar eating for me. If I pass it this time I will repeat it in a few months. In six weeks I'll get another ultrasound to see how huge my Giant Baybee has gotten. More peeks at the inside, well ok, if you insist. The nurse also said the baby may have just had a growth spurt, so we shall wait and see.
The idea that I may not be able to eat cake at my shower or for my birthday is quietly heartbreaking. But worth it in the end.
Someone will bring me cake at the hospital, right?
So yesterday when the nurse from my OBs office called I was thrown right away. Thankfully she started off with, everything looks great with the baby. Ok, then why are you calling me? Did they mention the baby is kind of big? No, I only heard words like perfect.
Turns out I'm growing a Giant Baybee, in the 80th percentile. Yay, good for me! Not exactly, it could be a sign of the fear that has lurked in the back of mind, gestational diabetes. The doctor is going to bump up my glucose test from 24-28 weeks, to 22. Two weeks of delcicious sugar eating for me. If I pass it this time I will repeat it in a few months. In six weeks I'll get another ultrasound to see how huge my Giant Baybee has gotten. More peeks at the inside, well ok, if you insist. The nurse also said the baby may have just had a growth spurt, so we shall wait and see.
The idea that I may not be able to eat cake at my shower or for my birthday is quietly heartbreaking. But worth it in the end.
Someone will bring me cake at the hospital, right?
posted by Ginny at 7:06 AM
4 Comments:
I volunteer for cake duty!!
um, as a cake DECORATOR, I fully expect me to be the one bringing you cake.
Oh, I was under the impression that Lisa was volunteering to eat the cake FOR you Ginny! and if she wasn't, I'll be the martyr and take that burden for you! oh, the sacrifices I make ;) I hope it's just a big healthy baby! (oh, and sorry I said "it"!)
Ginny,
I finally stopped to check on your blog. I am SO happy for you. This is marvelous news. Take good care. And yes the baby is perfect, big schmig.
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