Answered Prayer

Well, I am feeling much better! Thank you to everyone who prayed for me and was so compassionate! It was a nasty flu, but it's over, and hopefully I won't get it again for SOME TIME. I am still feeling pretty worn out, but I think that is to be expected given that I am also eight months pregnant :-)

I had my appointment with the endocrinologist yesterday, and she DID put me on insulin. I was very grateful to learn that it would only be one shot a day, administered at the supper meal, and in the same type of "pen" that Jeff uses! So, I was relieved to know that my own husband was going to be able to give me the shot instead of me doing it myself. At the same time, I was still fearful of the whole thing. Last night, when it came to time, I was downright pathetic. I am SO THANKFUL that Jeff did not make fun of me, but instead was very tender and compassionate. He suggested that I just lay down on the couch, and so I did, with my hands covering my face, whining appropriately. He was very sweet and was rubbing my leg, and then I heard a little "click" and then he sat back and just smiled at me. I took my hands down and stared at him and said, did you do it? He had! I hadn't felt a thing. I was almost afraid that he was just teasing me, but, no, it was all done. God is SO GOOD (and so is Jeff). What a relief to know that this will not be an every day ordeal!

My sugar levels are already responding dramatically! I felt very tired and kind of sick to my stomach today, but I think that it is just leftover flu stuff. I should be back to "normal" tomorrow! In the meantime, I have been organizing, re-organizing, and generally getting even more ready for Gracie to come. I think Jack has figured out that we are close to something, even he is talking about Grace more and more! After this long haul, we are finally getting excited that it is nearing the end, AND that we get to finally see our sweet baby girl! Thank you, Jesus.

One Of My Worst Nightmares

I have the stomach flu.

Good Report

I just got back from my now weekly doctor's appointment. It was a good visit! He was cautiously optimistic about the changes I've made in my diet. The levels have gone down because of it, I am not experiencing sugar spill-over, and I gained a pound and a half, which is quite normal. Grace is still measuring on the lower end of normal, and her heart rate is good. So we both seem to be doing well. I will still need to see the endocrinologist on Tuesday, and still will most likely have to go on the insulin, but there is a better chance now than before that they might allow me to continue with MY diet on a weekly basis. Should I lose weight, have excessive keytones, experience a rise in my sugar levels, or if Gracie suddenly gets bigger, then all deals are off. I can live with that.

So, praising God for a good report, and looking forward to spending some time with my family and our friend, Lee tonight. I am also looking forward to going to a wedding tomorrow, although I have not the slightest idea what to wear.

Have a great Friday!

A Good Week

We've had a busy week...hence the lack of posting. After feeling pretty discouraged about the whole insulin thing, I got busy working around the house and just trying to "get happy". I also made some adjustments in my diet myself, and I have to say that although my numbers haven't gone down as far as they should be, I have at least been feeling better. When my numbers are high, I just feel terrible, I'm cranky and whiny and altogether not such a fun person to be around. I know that come Tuesday (my appointment with the endocrinologist) I will most likely be on insulin, but for now I'm just trying to enjoy the beautiful weather and the little life growing inside.

Jack is doing great and talking up a storm! He is really saying some amazing things....wish I could remember some to post here! Ha!

Only a few more weeks to go....yay!

Ugghhh

I'm going to have to do the insulin shots. I don't know how I'm going to do this, but I'm counting on grace to help in time of trouble.

Cake

I'm craving cake. Why can't I crave something that won't take up all my carbs in one small piece? Like carrots, or broccoli? Why cake?

Let's Have A Normal Day!

What's normal? Well, the last 24-36 hours have NOT been normal! Something was happening that was giving us some great concern with the baby--I had two calls with the doctor on Saturday, and then an unscheduled appointment on Monday. I went home from that appointment feeling better and pretty confident that nothing was wrong. But then something else happened that caused me to kick things into gear (I am being vague for the sake of my male readers), and at one point was frantically packing my hospital bag for an extended stay. After talking some more with several nurses and another doctor, we finally decided that everything was going to be ok, or at least, I was not going to go to into labor and have to go to the hospital right now. Through it all, I knew that God was in control and was content to just go with the flow and do what was necessary, but it was a very emotional roller coaster at the same time because of the going back and forth!

By the time Jeff got home from work I was exhausted (having not slept the night before). He took Jack out and allowed me to get some rest, and then I went to bed early. I feel much better today, and so this morning started out just like "normal". God is good and knows what is going on, even when I don't, and desperately want to know!

Consequently, Danna, I did not get a very important phone call made, and I apologize. In all the excitement yesterday, Jack didn't even take a nap, and you can only imagine what that was like! I still plan to make the call, and hope that your meeting yesterday went well, even without the call.

On a lighter note, I got to see Christine, Shane and baby Hannah yesterday! She is so sweet and Christine just looks great! It's very exciting to see that little baby girl and know that mine is coming soon! Along with my frantic bag packing, I've also got all of her clothes, diapers, etc. all put away, and her crib and changing table all ready to use. So now we are ready for whenever she and God decide that it is time to come (just please, not TODAY, ha ha).

33 Weeks

These pictures are specifically for the Duttons, as promised, and for anyone else who cares to see my big baby belly!

Jack and Mommy

Tonight Jack and I found ourselves alone together for the evening. Anne went to a friend's house to spend the night, and Daddy and Bryan went on a "guys night out minus Jack" night. Bryan had really been looking forward to spending some time alone with his dad.

After consoling a sobbing Jack, who desperately wanted to "go Daddy, go Bubba", I decided that maybe he and I needed a night out ourselves. So we went in Jack's car (he calls the car I drive "my car") and headed to Pizza Hut. We sat close together and talked and laughed our way through a small hand-tossed cheese pizza. Actually, I should give you the run-down of what he ate. While at PH he ate a mound of shredded cheese from the salad bar, several croutons, a portion of pineapple, and one slice of cheese pizza. Then we went to Blockbuster and rented a Bob the Builder, a Veggie Tales (Jonah, or "Bob the Tomato" as Jack calls it), two Curious George's and a TeleTubbies (he is absolutely hypnotized by the baby sun). We came home and Jack proceeded to eat three scoops of peppermint candy ice cream, two more pieces of cheese pizza, two sippy cups of apple juice, and one sippy cup of ice water! Sheesh! We watched the entire TeleTubbies video, all snuggled up on the recliner together, until Daddy and Bryan came home. Then there was much running around and general silliness by all the boys.

Altogether, we had a great night. My little guy can be a terrific date. He's cute, he's funny, everybody likes him when they meet him, and he holds my hand and gives me kisses over pizza. What more could I ask for? I love him dearly and am getting a bit emotional about these last few weeks of being alone together for the "last time". I feel a bit sorry for him, because I know that getting a new baby sister is just going to change his entire world. A part of me wishes that there was some way to tell him that he will always be my baby, and I will never ever love him any less than the day I first held him in my arms. I hope he knows. And I hope he likes his sister!