28 Weeks

28 weeks!

And the password is.....

Diabetes.

(If I knew how to post videos to my blog, I would post a really funny SNL skit featuring Stefan and that line.  It doesn't make sense at all without it.)

I failed the one hour glucose test on Tuesday, so on Thursday I had to go in for a three hour glucose test, which was really annoying.  It involved fasting for 8-10 hours, followed by four blood draws and drinking a glucose drink twice as sweet as the first.  And then not eating or drinking after that.  And just waiting for three hours.  I sat in a recliner and watched the Food Network in the waiting room, which may have been cruel and unusual punishment for a fasting pregnant woman.  But then it was over and they called and told me I passed the second test.  Thankfully.

Technology and Such

Sometimes I like being an 80 year old trapped in a 33 year old's body.  Right now I am updating my paper calendar for the month of November.  I kind of use the one on my phone, but not too much.  I also still use my paper address book.  The only thing I do not do is write paper checks, mainly because I don't feel I should have to pay the bank for a book of checks.  I feel like I'll be thankful if the grid goes down.  You know, if I have to write you a thank you note at that time.  I'll be set.

My phone is also full of photos and I can't take any more pictures or download any new apps.  I am pretty sure that 97% of the 400+ pictures are of Trooper, so I can't bring myself to delete any of them.  Jim tells me there's a way to transfer them to his computer, but I don't feel like figuring that out.  Really, deep in my heart I'd like to go back to using a good old camera.

I love technology, but sometimes it's nice to use paper and pencil.  Or film.

And if you're wondering how baby and I are, we are doing just fine.  Nothing new to speak of except a growing mid-section!  Next week I go in for the exciting gestational diabetes test and in a few weeks we have our first baby class at the hospital (labor and delivery.)  Sorry for what you may witness, Jim.