A cruel irony

Well, actually two cruel ironies.

So, at my doctor's appointment this week (where I scheduled my last monthly check up - then we go to two weeks - sheesh we're starting to get close!), a couple of things happened:

I got weighed and have only gained 1 and a half pounds since last month - which would be all baby weight (she grows approximately a half pound a week these days) and possibly losing a little bit of Briana weight :) Boom baby! For a month where I thought I'd totally let things go, I was very pleasantly surprised.

Then, the doctor reported back to me on my glucose screening test. I passed. Woot! But then he said, "Now we need to talk about your test." I got a 136 and a 140 is the cut off. A 140 means that you don't necessarily have gestational diabetes, but that you need to go get retested to see if you do.

"So," he said, "you are close and should probably cut back on your sugar intake unless instead of a 7 lb 9 oz baby (Elena's birth weight), you want to deliver a 9 lb 9 oz baby."

Um, yeah, no thanks.

"You don't have to go crazy - you're not on the restrictions that a person with gestational diabetes would be, but cut back on the cake and candy and cookies, eat fruit, and go sugar-free when you can. That way you won't have a ten pound baby. This is a bad time of year to have to tell you this- with the holidays coming. But do what you can."

So, irony #1 - a great weight gain month and I'm told I should cut back my sugar intake.

And then irony #2 - all of the yummy holiday treat goodness and I'm supposed to cut back. :( Ah, poor me!

But actually, it'll probably be a good thing. :) Keep me on track for more good weigh-ins. And keep that baby small!