Today I am 25 weeks pregnant exactly – that means only 16 weeks, 3 days to go, maximum!
I am feeling ok. Tired, but nothing to complain about really. I’m ok in the day, mainly, but am shattered by the evening and always falling asleep on the sofa. Hard to tell really how much of that is pregnancy, and how much is working and having two children!
Last week I went for a gestational diabetes test. Despite the two previous pregnancies, this was a first for me. I was told to have it because of family history – although it has never been flagged up before. It was a very simple process, in fact, I was quite looking forward to it as I got to visit the hospital’s relatively posh antenatal day unit, and spend two hours relaxing and reading a book – bit of a treat that! Basically, I had to fast from midnight the night before, go in at 8.30am to have a blood test, drink half a pint of sugary stuff and then relax for two hours before having another blood test. As expected the results came back normal. I don’t know how gestational diabetes works but if I hadn’t had it the past two times I would’ve been surprised to get it now. And it would’ve meant cutting back on the amount of sweets and chocolate I ate… total disaster!
While I was in the unit I had the third attempt at the 20 week scan, where the registrar and consultant tried again to look at this illusive ‘outlet pipe’ in baby’s heart. Can you believe that for the third time there she was, lying on her tummy curled up into the tightest ball you ever saw? The consultant reassured me that he doesn’t suspect any abnormality, but he simply cannot see what he needs to see when she is stubbornly in that position. So it will be attempt number four in four weeks from now!
All I can hope is that this baby is not as stubborn once she is actually born!
