Today marks 28 weeks of pregnancy!
Finally, the third trimester. The end is in sight. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. 12weeks to go.
Can you tell I'm a little bit excited.
This has by far been the worst of my three pregnancies, with the most complications.
Because of the medication I'm on for my rheumatoid arthritis I was referred to a specialist obstetrician. That appointment was last week.
I walked in and the lady had such a strong accent I missed most of what she said and even the kids didn't answer her when she spoke to them as they had no idea what she was saying.
But from what I could tell I need to have an IV drip as soon as I go into labour.
I didn't really have the patience to question her further so I left, hoping my next dr could speak/understand English a lot better.
Tuesday I went in for my glucose tolerance test. I was told that because of my medication for my arthritis my chances of having gestational diabetes is greatly increased. I didn't want diabetes, I hate needles at the best of times and having to stab myself? Yeah...no thanks!
The test is a 2 hour test with a horrible sugar drink and 3 different blood tests and tonnes of waiting. It took me 3 hours because I had to wait an hour for my first blood test and the drink. You also have to fast for this test so I was bloody starving. Not eating while pregnant is pretty crappy.
Today was my GP appointment to discuss the results of all of this.
I am on the absolute borderline of having gestational diabetes, so no needles-yet! But no sugar for this mumma, including limiting my fruit. But upping the vegetables by double. Which really doesn't bother me toooooo much. I haven't been craving lollies or chocolates or super sweet things like that but I have been enjoying my orange juice every morning and my latest craving has been for chocolate eclairs with custard and cream-so that sucks.
My iron levels are also absolute rock bottom-I'm extremely low in iron so I had to get straight to a chemist to get some iron into me. Steak and veg for dinner is about where I'm at!
I also asked about this IV drip I'm supposed to have. I'm a little nervous because with Mr3 I didn't even make it to the hospital while I was in labour, so I'm worried what will happen this time if I don't get to hospital.
The GP basically said to me I'm just gonna have to make a mad dash to the hospital at any thought of a 'real' contraction and hope I make it this time. So that kinda scares the shit out of me. The dr said there will probably be some false starts and I'll be sent home but he said it's better to get there and get sent home rather than miss out.
I'm not entirely sure what's going to happen to me if I don't get this IV drip of drugs, but the GP explained to me that with long term steroid use your body stops producing (something I can't remember) and it means your body doesn't handles stress very well, and we all know labour is very stressing on the body.
So I'm still pretty nervous. Baby has been 'in position' and comfortable since 23 weeks, she's head down and ready to go. So I'm nervous. The DRs all keep telling me that this labour will probably be even quicker than last time so it's kinda scary.
With my first I had a 24 hour labour, then I went down to 2 hours and this time. . . Who knows? I just hope it's long enough to make the trip to hospital, having another baby born on Albany Highway is not something I want.
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