Baby Poodle is a mere 6 1/2 months old and guess what... we are expecting once again! Holy CRAP. It took me and the huz a longgg time to get preggo the first time and my pregnancy wasn't the smoothest sailing. Because of that P and I made the decision that I wouldn't go on any birth control and we were going to let fate decide when we would get our next bundle of joy. I guess my body got the hang of the baby making thing after the first time around.
So here's a story you've probably heard a million times: my period was late and I started feeling pretty dog gone tired, and when I started getting moody on top of that... I pretty much knew I was knocked up. Another thing that totally pricked my ears regarding knowing I was preggo, was the fact that my fasting blood sugar in the morning was about ten points higher. I usually wake up around 84, and as of late it's been around 94.
With Baby Poodle I took about 4 home pregnancy tests. I wouldn't even trust the ones with the lines- I HAD to get the digital one that actually read "Pregnant" or "Not Pregnant". This time around, one test and boom, my suspicions were verified. Using a due date calculator, our next family addition (we don't have a sweet nickname for him or her yet) will be arriving late February.
Even though experts agree one cup of coffee is okay each day while pregnant, I've cut that out of my diet. (I'm pretty much devastated every time I open the fridge and see the Coffeemate calling out to me) Additionally, I have been trying to drink way more water because the MAIN HUGGGE issue with my daughter was the fact that my amniotic fluid levels were so low. So I have been trying to hydrate like crazy and will do so for the next 35 weeks and thereafter! I have also, of course, been trying my damndest to eat healthier. I'm well aware that what I put on now, I'll have to get rid of down the road. Obviously it's not only the weight gain to consider, but my blood sugar numbers. Duh. And I'm prepared for them to go effing bonkers as the pregnancy progresses. Like balls to the walls bat shit bonkers with the blood sugar. Sucks.
So it's back to being a baby factory as my mother so lovingly put it when I told her the news. I'll keep updates for how my diabetes is affecting my pregnancy and how my pregnancy is affecting my diabetes, and how we are all managing this new journey! Remember, if I can entertain an infant, get my forgetful husband to work in one piece, and create a baby all while watching my health...so can YOU! : )
