Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 01, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Also, what kind of sign do you make for this? I will likely just show up lame-o sans sign but if I were to make a sign...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
Place I Want to Go (I just typed "Place I Want to Ho" 3 times before I got it right...)
Current Place of Residence
Sunday, November 09, 2008
With this success comes the commission of our awesome responsibility as Americans. We can't let this movement stall or we risk stagnation. Keep going, keep advocating, keep working in your communities. For me, this is as frightening as it is exciting. "An Open Apology to Boomers Everywhere" helped me understand some of my feelings. My parents were very active in politics when I was a child. I assumed my aversion to "getting involved" was simply the remnants of adolescent rebellion but what better rebellion than to be working for the opposition? So, what are you gonna do? I'm starting here:
Join the Impact is a national protest against California's proposition 8. This will take place at city halls all over the country on November 15th. Hey, if they're doing it here, they're probably doing it in your city as well!
I'm not sure how much of an impact this makes but I will not let my money fund hate. So check the list and think about what you buy. (I was surprised to see Bolthouse Farms...time to switch carrot brands!)
Monday, November 03, 2008
Then there's this other blogger, Mrs. Flinger who challenged readers to do some research and post their reasons for choice of candidate. So this is sort of for her as well.
The war in Iraq is wrong. Barack Obama knew that from the start. He has said (and been criticized for saying it) that he will use diplomacy first when dealing with potentially volatile leaders. I trust Obama to avoid war when possible. This is also one part of how he can rebuild our global reputation. This is important to me. We can't keep saying we're the greatest nation if we are no longer respected by our peers. I trust Obama with this because I think he's proven himself during this campaign. He remained level-headed throughout this season while everyone and their plumber was hurling insults.
No Child Left Behind is failing our students. Obama's plan addresses this problem as well as class sizes, better teachers and early childhood education. He's not in favor of vouchers and from the little I've read, neither am I. Make public education better so that everyone has a chance. Leave private schools private.
Another reason-Health Care
My family is lucky. Jedd has a good job with decent health benefits so we are not faced with bankruptcy following Kenai's surgery. In less than a year our insurance company has paid well over a quarter of a million just for her. Making sure that everyone can be covered means that families facing major illness won't lose everything fighting for their health.
There are other reasons of course and there are at least as many reasons I will not vote for McCain. I know that there is a "yeah, but" for each of these things. I assure you, I've considered them all and would be happy to counter them in the comments or by email.
Hope is not a bad thing. Allowing someone to inspire you to hope is not drinking the kool-aid. Hope ignites people's passion to do better. Barack Obama makes me want to do more. He inspires me to be a better citizen.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Auntie Your kid is weird
St Uh oh, I don't want to know. Which one?
St Do I want to know? I don't want to know. Why, what did she do?
Auntie We were watching tv and she got up on my lap and started putting her finger in my face. I couldn't figure out what she was saying. I thought she had a boo-boo so I tried to kiss her finger.
St Oh no
Auntie She pulled it away and said, 'NO! SMELL my finger.'
St Oh my god. I don't know where ---
Auntie So I did...
You can guess the rest of their conversation. Something like, "Ew! Where was your finger?!" "My Butt!"
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
It's time to get Elliet to school. Get the baby up and changed and strapped in to the carseat. Get Kenai's shoes on her feet. You've GOT to be kidding! Take her shoes and pants off and change her pull-up. Lose any ground we had in the potty training by yelling at her, "POOPS GO IN THE POTTY!"
Out to the car feeling pround to have remembered all 3 kids and Elliet's school bag.
Back home, plop Kenai in front of PBS despite silently swearing that she'd do a real activity today. Nurse the baby. Change clothes after baby pees through diaper and all over you. Change the baby. Make coffee and have a bowl of cereal. Whoa! It's time to get Elliet from school!
Pick up tacos because digging the bologna out of the pack is too damn hard today. Get home, set the kids up with lunch. Nurse the baby. While changing the baby, finally notice Kenai saying, "Mooommmmyyyy, I need chaaaaanged." OH. SHIT. She's wearing underwear. "I poooooped." Oh. Shit. Lift her off the chair, pee sloshes onto pants and shoes. MY pants and shoes. Remove said pants and shoes. Clean the kid. Clean the floor. Clean the chair. Oh, right, clean SELF. Go find yet ANOTHER pair of pants to wear. Give up and put on pajamas. No way are we leaving the house again today.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Nope. We have NOTHING in common. I don't hunt and I don't know a single other woman who does, even within our family of hunters. I don't like hockey. I will not judge her (at least out loud) for her parenting decisions but they are not mine, not even close. I do like Tina Fey and she does look a little like Tina Fey. However, if you know me very well, you know that I like Tina Fey because of her scar. And because she's funny. So nothing there.
I love pit bulls but I don't wear lipstick.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
The worry started when we enrolled her in preschool. I think I mentioned this already but they said she had to be potty-trained. So, we pulled her enrollment. The school was great about it and we'll try again in January. Then it was time to get her back in to therapy so we spent a lot of time talking with her original PT who was leaving. As uncomfortable as he could make me (hello, touchy feely guy) he was so, SO good at what he did. He's leaving Children's to go to the VA in a nearby city. He saw issues with Kenai that we didn't see and may never have noticed, who knows. Not only that but he contacted her neurologist and neurosurgeon about what he saw. His last week at work I saw him twice while we were there with speech and OT. Both times he went out of his way to come and talk to me about Kenai and our concerns. He is just one of those stand-out professionals and now that he's leaving I realize just how grateful I am for the short two months she had with him.
Fantastic PT's concerns have set off some real concerns with Kenai's doctors. They wanted to see her right away. We went to see the neurologist and they wanted an MRI and xrays of her neck. Something about something maybe "didn't take" I didn't ask for clarification because I'm SURE (cough) she's fine and don't want to freak out unless there's really a problem. So we had xrays done the next day and she's scheduled for an MRI this week.
The problem she's having is that she is a bit weaker on her right side and clearly prefers her left. When Fantastic PT first mentioned this, I thought he was looking for things because I didn't see it. Then Jedd took Kenai back last month and Fantastic PT brought it up again. This time Jedd saw it. Then I watched her more closely and I saw it. Then it became incredibly obvious. I have a video I won't post because...YAWN, but it shows her playing ring around the rosey with Elliet. First they go to her left and she's leaping around the rosey. Then we ask them to go the other direction and she can barely do it. She ends up standing in place while Elliet spins her around. After a little practice she can do it but she's watching her right foot the whole time. Clearly there's a problem. It could be something easily corrected with PT and Fantastic PT assures us he's happy with Kenai's new PT. Apparently it could also be something not easily corrected hence the minor freakout by her doctors.
When we saw the neurologist (actually his NP) she said Kenai's neck is incredibly tight (something I hadn't missed but didn't really know what to do about) and is causing her quite a bit of pain. This could be why she's favoring her left side. At her age, kids tend to just compensate for whatever pain they have and keep on going. So for now she's taking ibuprofen everyday and valium when we go to PT. Hopefully we can relax a bit when we get the results of her MRI.
All this is on top of the day to day worries I already have for Kenai. She's awkward around other kids and not the quickest learner which is fine with ME but what's school gonna be like for her? She's got other giftings of course. She's one of the silliest kids I know and loves to have fun. Some of the things she does that are awkward are also adorable and funny. Just ask anyone she's licked. And she's got endless imagination. Check out this photo of her performing an ultrasound on me. She's only been in with me once or twice and that was weeks ago. We frequently ask ourselves, "where did she get that from?"
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Congratulations! Your baby is full-term!
She's ready. I'm ready. Doctor says two more weeks. Heading to the natural foods store for herbs and castor oil. No more trying to inject myself in the McDonald's playland. This baby is coming out. Soon. Or I'm making myself even more miserable for the next two weeks. Time will tell.
I'm glad to be getting ready for labor right now. Such a welcome distraction from BLEH, FREAKING POLITICS!! My great hope is that I'll be in a dream-like, baby-sniffing alternate reality right up until November 4th. Then I'll drift into the polls wearing new baby, cast my vote and go back to sleep until the official counts are all finished!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
I had gestational diabetes with both of my other pregnancies and it was easily controlled with diet alone. This time, my numbers never looked great and started getting worse around week 30. The OB gave me some oral meds but we've had to steadily increase the dose and it seems to be incredibly unreliable. This week brought a combination of challenges that led me to feel like it didn't matter what I ate. Plus, Walgreens put out the candy corn. So you could say I fell off the wagon.
Elliet started Kindergarten. I'm really excited about her being in school and she loves it. She's in a great co-op program with only nine kids in her class. The only time I teared up was when Kenai started crying (see the video on the kids' blog) and then again when Jedd and I looked through the pictures later. Someone should tell that guy that "How could you leave her there, you heartless bitch" isn't as funny when your wife is 36 weeks pregnant. Nothing is.
The real problem with Kindergarten though, is getting up early and trying to balance school with the three *plus* doctor appointments Kenai and I have each week. Kenai is back in therapy every Wednesday. She has graduated from OT and speech (!) so will start next week just doing PT.
This balance was lost today when I saw the endocrinologist and he decided I needed to be on insulin. Jedd had to leave work (and take 3 conference calls from home) so I could go back and learn how to inject myself. As sucky as the whole thing is, I wish I had seen this guy a whole lot sooner. I could have had my numbers under control this whole time. I could have even eaten an actual carb with my breakfast. Really, for three months I ate nothing but peanut butter on wheat toast, even Ezekiel wheat toast. Suddenly, my sensitive pancreas couldn't deal with that bread anymore. So eggs every morning it is. This week I started wondering if I should hard boil a few so I have something to grab when I need to eat in the car. My mistress, cold cereal, still being taboo, insulin does mean real breakfast again. The injection is nothing at all. I inject myself four times a day. The extra testing I have to do (SIX times a day!) is far worse.
Friday, July 25, 2008
It may not sound like it but I am so relieved that things are still okay, I really don't want her to come early (obvious much?). It freaks me out even though she'd probably be fine in the long run. I can't stand the thought of leaving the hospital while she's still there. So let's hope she stays put for...oh, about 7 more weeks! And in return, I'll stay put as well.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Second thing to know. Sarah is in the hospital.
Why is it that as soon as you think things are going well...something always happens to bring you down off your cloud. Maybe I'm a pessimist.
So, in the post below Sarah shared that the ambiotic fluid that was low had in a weeks time risen to 13...a good number. From our reading anything over 5 is acceptable as not dangerous, however, our OB likes to see it at 10 or above. Sarah went back in today to have it checked again (just to be on the safe side) and she scored a 1.6. Not good...not good at all! They sent her straight to the hospital and filled her with several bags of fluid with more to come through the night. They are keeping a monitor on the baby and will do another ultrasound in the AM to see where things stand. We are both hopeful...we really don't know what else to be as we don't quite understand the up and down nature of ambiotic fluids. The doctor didn't think there was a leak so where did the fluids go???
Anyway, if she gets to come home tomorrow...she will update you...if not...she will make me bring her lifelife, er..I mean the laptop...to her and she will still update you.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
You can see the extreme curve on the right...that's her vertebre. The part on the left is some extra pieces that aren't growing. Instead, they act as a tether, causing the curve to get worse and worse.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Watch for witness #2, you can't miss her.
This included applying sunscreen in lotion form to two wiggle worms because we ran out of the spray kind. Whoever invented that spray deserves a medal, or maybe a pint of Haagen Daaz. Our kids are gonna wonder why their parents all have skin cancer when it's so easy to spray yourself. We'll tell them about sunscreen lotions, cassette tapes and VCRs and they'll just laugh.
Two hours later I was apologizing over pizza and juice boxes. Nothing says "I'm sorry" like getting your own juice box. See, I feel guilty because they are having a boring summer. So I take them outside...sunscreen, swimsuits, towels, water, camera...oh yeah, guess I gotta get out of my jammies as well. Fifteen minutes later they want to go inside. So we go in, I put them in the shower with me. They get whiney becaused they want to play in the bath. They don't want to play in the pool, they want to play in the tub. It made me
From The Funky Stork
"The third trimester is generally when the weight becomes burdensome and the discomforts of pregnancy return. By the end of this trimester, your partner may be suffering from swollen ankles, fatigue, constipation and hemorrhoids. She may be uncomfortable with how she looks and with her limited mobility. Everything will become tedious: walking, standing and even sitting. Be patient and pick up the slack by helping out around the house more than ever."
I know he knows all these things already. He has to know that as much TMI as I'm already giving him, there's plenty more to be had. I mentioned the leak because it seemed pertinent to the discussion. See, my OB said my amniotic fluid is borderline...we have to check it again tomorrow to make sure it's not going anywhere. And see, at this point in a pregnancy, things start leaking. And see, we can't always tell exactly what it is that's leaking. See, it could be AF or it could be your usual...bladder issues.
But I haven't mentioned the other things. And there ARE. Other. Things.
My lovely partner needs a refresher course. Don't ever compare your normal tired/grouchiness with what I'm experiencing right now. I will hurt you. DON'T complain that you wake up every time I get up to go to the bathroom. If my trying to catapult myself out of bed 6-8 times a night bothers you...BITE ME. I know you are used to having the tv on while you fall asleep. I know that until now, it worked great for you when I rolled my eyes as you turned on the tv then waited until you were asleep so I could turn it off and try to fall asleep through your snoring. It's not working for me anymore. Get over it.
More from The Funky Stork:
"You need to realize that your partner does not have any control over this. She is flooded with hormones as her body works diligently to nurture and sustain a new life - your baby. Her hormones may make her weepy, irritable, exhausted and nauseous. Try to be patient and understanding. The worst thing you can do is fight back when she's cranky or rationalize with her when she is neurotic. You will only aggravate theOnly a week ago I was composing a mushy post about how great my husband is and how glad I am we managed to wed.
situation, which in turn will make her even crankier or more neurotic."
Don't stress that baby!
The last few weeks I've been torn between taking care of the already-born family and taking care of New Baby. The AF thing is new but I've been having painful contractions since ~week 26. I have to lay down or at least sit and hydrate to make them stop. So of course, I've been vacuuming/rinsing dishes/scrubbing the toilet through the pain. Really, the house is not clean, I'm not trying to beat my previous gestational time of 39 weeks or anything. But just keeping it from gross requires doing some things I'm not sure I should be doing. And now, I could be losing fluid that the baby needs to, you know, LIVE. Let's just assume for now that it's going to remain borderline, maybe they'll have to pump saline up in there while I labor to prevent cord compression, but it won't get low enough to require an early birth. K?
Last week I got a call from someone I was friends with in high school. People who know me well know who she is, and they know why there's still a faint "M" scar on my ankle. Last year she and I exchanged some emails after a decade or so of no contact. She is not the same person. I know, who is the same person they were in high school? Still, I've retained some of my personality from those days and I suspect you have as well. Anyway, longish story short, she didn't want to speak to me ever again. I got no reason, just a weird "the Lord wants me to release you." Signed by her and her husband, a guy I've never met. So, I get this call...
Me:Hello? M___:Hi, how are you? Me:Um, fine. How are you? M___:So I'm calling because I'm in AA. Me:Ohhh M___:Yeah, so I'm on step 9 which is [...blah blah blah] and you're on my list of people I've harmed. Me:Huh.
I told her I can't meet her right now, maybe she can email. Frankly, I don't think it will be much different than the last time we spoke. I can't deal with that kind of emotional turmoil right now. She really, really hurt me. The thing is, I'm not even sure we would agree on what this "harm" she did me actually looked like. I'm pretty sure she still goes to _____ (weird church with giant Jesus in their lake) so...if that tells you anything.
The pressure to get ALL THIS PAPERWORK together for the girls' school is super and includes doctor visits for both kids. Since the school is a co-op I have to have a doctor's note, a TB test and rubella titer as well. None of which can be done at the same place. Which is great because driving the 30 minutes to my OB every week or two hasn't been enough. It's also time for Kenai's neurology and allergy checkups. Time for Elliet's well-check (with shots). Time for Kenai to start back with Speech, OT and PT. Time for both girls to see the dentist. And way beyond time for me to see the dermatologist. Mom, Dad and sister have all had cancers removed in the last two years. I've got two spots I'm sure they will biopsy and lots of others they need to examine.
Then I got a letter from the school letting me know that Kenai has to be potty-trained.
Monday, June 23, 2008
We did a lot of talking about what we really wanted in a church before this switch. Jedd sees non-discrimination as important but he wasn't convinced we needed a church defined by their GLBT policy. We were out 3 weekends ago and he suggested the Saturday night service at a larger church we attended before we had kids. We both liked the idea of having Sunday off so we got some Chik Fil A and headed over.
The kids program was ideal from drop-off to pick-up. When we picked them up they were excited and could tell us what they learned. Not just what story they heard but a concept they were able to grasp. The adult teaching was refreshing. Relevant, new and challenging. So we went back the next week. We liked it again. Then Jedd told me that they had donated money to a gay "fix-it" organization. This does not exactly match up with my values, to say the least. So, I really felt like, "shit, there's just no way around this." I did feel a little more hopeful when I learned that it was a one-time donation in 2005.
This week we went back on Sunday as they were finishing up their Summer of Service (SOS) program. The program itself is pretty amazing and definitely different than the usual Christian summer youth conferences. The minister shared some stories from the week and it was cool to see how these kids went beyond handing out water and washing cars to a real understanding of service. Really, the stories were exciting. Then he got to his last story. A group of about 20 or so kids who wanted to do a service project related to abortion. (Cue my inner nail-biter) So they bought a whole bunch of flowers and went to Planned Parenthood. Understand, this is a touchy issue for me. I believe that abortion ends the life of a human. I also believe the church hasn't done ANYTHING remotely helpful for the women facing this decision. I also love this clinic where I once had the gentlest pelvic exam by the nicest doctor and where we confirmed my first pregnancy.
So their idea was that maybe the staff could give the flowers to their clients. The staff said it was against policy. So the kids went outside and talked things over. They had decided to give the flowers to the staff. During their discussion they started to feel really awful about the high fences and other grand security measures. Why? Because they realized that these people had to come to work this way in large part because of Christians. They felt that was wrong. They decided to go in and apologize. APOLOGIZE. (Cue my outer bawling pregnant lady)
On the car ride
Thursday, June 19, 2008
How does a tomato get salmonella anyway?
And, Red Squirrel? It does not fill me with confidence that you are the only ones still serving tomatoes on your (super-delicious) double deckers. Okay, so maybe I didn't feel confident pre-tomato either but still.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
We've planted these pole beans, some carrots, cherry tomatoes and some heirlooms, zuccini and two random herbs--lime basil and chervil. I wanted cilantro because I like to make salsa, I got the lime basil to make the purchase an even dollar. Got home and she had given me chervil instead of cilantro.
It's a tiny corner of the yard that I hope to expand over time. Eventually I'd like a raised bed (the strawberries are in a pot on the table to avoid the bunnies). Our soil is pretty terrible and I'm not sure how the carrots will fare, likely crooked at best. I'm reading about Square Foot Gardening but I'm not completely sold on the idea.
I made a good effort toward composting but it's not together yet and now it's REALLY HOT, so we'll see.
Next up, I'm checking out Redsun Farm in Loveland. I LOVE that I could know where my meat is really coming from and how it was raised. Found redsun on the Cincinnati Locavore blog. I also want to do the chicken thing but only because I think it would be great fun! Thanks to the lovely E at Star Spangled Haggis for that article. E has also inspired Jedd and I to register as bone marrow donors. You should register as well, you know you should.
Monday, June 09, 2008
But this? Light years ahead of that!
Medical marvel: Baby Macie Hope was born twice
The first “birth” was about six months into Keri McCartney’s pregnancy, when surgeons at Texas Children’s Hospital took the tiny fetus from Keri’s womb to remove a tumor that would have killed Macie before she was born.
(Found through Strollerderby)
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Monday, May 05, 2008
We have a niece and nephew in Christian school and I was actually opposed to Christian school for my own kids until I saw how other family members were doing with it. Any school brings with it some things I'm not ready for...like Hannah Montana and cliques and learning social skills in our slightly disfunctional society. When I think about public school, I remember the 3 years I spent working with kids in Price Hill. I know, that's a bit extreme since we'll have the kids in a better district. I'm just not sure how extreme it is in comparison. The kids I knew were all too familiar with sexual terms and adult pop culture. My niece asked about sex recently...she was trying to figure out how it works, why some kids look like their parents and some do not. Will my kids ask about sex the first time because they want to know why a boy on the bus was talking about blow jobs? I just hope they can retain a bit of their innocence through primary school.
The other conversation regarding schools for us was a result of this little bit on Mother Talkers. It's about how "progressive" dads still struggle with their own children being homosexual. It's a conversation we've had before, "what if." It strengthens my desire to find a gay-friendly church. I love the church we are in now and I can live with their position on homosexuality because, hey, we're not gonna agree on everything. I just started thinking that if my girls grow up in a community that views homosexuality not only as a sin but as the sin...what will that do to them if they are gay? So I'm thinking, their community basically consists of (extended) family, church and school. This basically started for us as a school conversation. It's one more reason to go public. But maybe it should be a church conversation.
My sister was baptized (!) this weekend. She goes to a great church and one that is considered a little more tolerant than most. However, one of her friends who attended the baptism is a lesbian. During the ceremony the minister interviewed a young guy who had fallen into a lifestyle of homosexuality and who was "being delivered" from it. The minister went on to talk about other people who had come out of the lifestyle. Errrg, how awkward. Now, I have no judgement about this kid, it's likely he was not gay to begin with. When I think about situations like this one I remember as well when Flipper brought a gay friend to church with her and the youth minister used the entire time to talk about homosexuality. What makes it worse is that he directed the discussion assuming no one there was gay. Flipper was devastated. I don't want that experience for my kids.
Saturday, April 26, 2008
I may have mentioned in previous posts that our house is
We're thinking we'll save/pay off debt and list in January. The market may not get better but it's the best time to sell and we'll have some money to bring to the table. It's gonna get tight around here! In more ways than one.
Monday, April 14, 2008
I got tagged. Caress tagged me.
I feel special to be tagged but now I feel pressure to come up with six things, yikes.
At 17 weeks pregnant I've lost nine pounds
I want to live "greener" and provide healthier food for my family but the little changes I've been making are never enough. The more changes I make the more changes I find I need to make. It's exhausting.
I feel guilty for having no desire to participate in the current Bible study. The only reason I may try and catch up is because I miss the girls.
My sister's dog is staying with us for a week. I think he and my dog just realized that they are opposite sexes...they're making me nervous.
I like having Gus here for (only) two reasons. One, Kenai is saying her g's alot which her speech therapist said she needs. Two, most of Elliet's smothering cuddles go to him...instead of me.
Burning Man and skydiving. Two things I
Katrien, Jenn, Amy, Christie, Leigh and Emily, consider yourselves tagged
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
C: (describing her leaking basement) It's really wet down there.
A: (after a pause, in a quiet voice) That's what she said
Friday, April 04, 2008
Thursday, April 03, 2008
Okay, I think Elliet left it on and when the toilet stopped filling there was a rush of water to the faucet. Still, we were creeped out.
The extra visits to the hospital really worked me over. The courage I felt going into surgery was stomped on by the seizures that took over a week later. These seizures lasted about three weeks, she was having episodes (the doctor likened them to infantile spasms) every 15 to 30 seconds. During this time, the Kenai we knew disappeared. Ten days in I still felt sure that she would come out eventually and that she would be okay. I was more worried she would fall and harm her newly restructured neck. Day 13 or so the bottom fell out and I wasn't sure anymore. Nothing changed, but...nothing changed. The day I realized I didn't really know if she was coming back I cried all day. I was there in the hospital, I cried in front of the doctors (something I highly recommend), I cried while we played and I cried when I rocked her to sleep. I got ahold of myself, actually found some peace reading scripture. Of course, she's fine now, not a single seizure since we've been home. She's going to speech, occupational and physical therapy and doing well. Still, this has shaken us.
Between the first and second hospital stays for seizures, I saw my OB and at my request, we did my glucose test. I was positive for diabetes which I expected because I had gestational diabetes with both previous pregnancies. What I didn't know was that it was too early for gestational diabetes...this is the real thing. This wasn't a big surprise since I knew I would get it if I didn't take care of myself (ie. lose weight). I did not think I would get it so early. The nurse I met with believes it was the stress that acted as a trigger. She also described the symptoms I may have been feeling and MAN, they were dead on. They were also very similar to the symptoms of depression. I had almost decided to go back on zoloft! A few more weeks here and I should be feeling much better. I'm into my second trimester now so that should help as well.
So I guess it's been rough but the future is looking bright, and there's a baby coming! Maybe I'll post about all the books I've been reading.