Yesterday, I had my 3 hour glucose test -- I figured that arriving to the lab at 8 am would give me plenty of time to make it to my shower by 1 pm. Boy, was I wrong! First of all, even though I arrived at 8:05 am, I didn't get my first blood draw til 8:40 am. This is all before drinking the glucola. THEN, we had to wait for the results of that draw before continuing on... An hour later, I drank the glucola and then it was 3 hours from THEN before I would be done. So a 3 hour test was 5 hours. I started fasting from midnight (ate heartily at 11:45 pm) and missed breakfast and lunch. I was so dizzy, grumpy and out of it... I had DH sneak me out to shower/get dressed for the shower (so confusing, shower/shower) -- technically you are not supposed to leave the premises, but the phlebotomist didn't say anything when I came back wearing different clothes w/ wet hair. Not sure when I'll get my results... but not fun. I definitely have a lot more empathy for people who (due to unforeseen circumstances, disaster, hardship, whatever) have not eaten for days.
Today marks 28 weeks exactly and according to some sources, the beginning of third trimester. It's amazing to me how quickly time has passed and how surreal to be at this place with a baby inside me. I am very thankful. At the same time, I fight a daily battle to brush away negative thoughts. Recently reading an article in the paper about IVF/ICSI-conceived (which we did do - ICSI) babies have a greater risk of birth defects did not ease my mind. I've got 9 school days left and a ton to do before then (I'm at school right now), so that will definitely occupy my time/mind and then there's a ton to do to get ready for Baby. I'm figuring that despite my 8/5 due date, that I should be ready at least 2 weeks prior, since DS was 2 weeks early.
I'm sure today is a bittersweet day for many of you, who are yearning to be mothers yourselves. I wish you peace and I'm hopeful that someday soon this day will be more sweet than bitter for you.