I’m now 28 weeks pregnant and into the third trimester. When I found out I was pregnant I thought 2012 seemed so far away. In my mind, time was going to move so slowly but it’s passing by so much more quickly than I had imagined and the baby will be here before I know it. If I can make it to full term this time, I only have 12 weeks left. If not, each passing day and week is a blessing and I’m grateful for getting just a little bit further along.
My weeks change on Thursdays so I went in last week for my 28-week appointment and tests. I was sent home at my last appointment with the awful orange glucose drink so I could walk in and be tested for his appointment. If you haven’t had the pleasure, let me tell you now that this stuff is awful. Think flat, nauseatingly sweet, orange soda with an aftertaste. That at 7:30 in the morning, not so much fun.
After the glucose test, I had another ultrasound. I’ve had a lot of ultrasounds this pregnancy. Seven and counting. Unfortunately, at my 20 week ultrasound the tech spotted a choroid plexus cyst on one side of the baby’s brain. Even though there were no other risk factors, most of these cysts resolve before birth, and my doctor said in his 25 years practicing medicine he’s never seen one not resolve, I was still worried. It was such a relief to hear and see that the cyst was now gone and there was nothing to worry about. The baby looks great and is currently estimated to be 2 pounds 10 ounces (Cakes was 3 pounds 6 ounces at birth). I debated posting about this when I found out eight weeks ago but in my mind, writing it made it even more real and scary. But now that it’s over I want this to be a reassurance to other people that might see this that they can and do usually resolve on their own.
My doctor was out of town but I was able to meet with the nurse. One of the things I hate the most about going to the OB is weighing myself. While I was gaining slowly at first, I’m up to 23 pounds gained now putting me on track to gain 35 for this pregnancy. I gained 30 pounds in 31 weeks the first time around so if I can keep it around 35, I’ll be content.
At the end of the appointment, I found out that I failed the 1-hour glucose challenge test. This meant I had to go in for the even more dreaded 3-hour test a few days later. Thankfully my mom went with me because I had another repeat of my last glucose test from my pregnancy with Cakes and almost passed out. Fortunately this time it was while I was still in the office and not driving home alone. Because of the weekend and holiday, I don’t expect to find out the results until the middle of this week at the earliest. I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes with Cakes so I’m somewhat convinced I’m going to have it again. I’m hoping I won’t but I’m trying to be realistic.