I just got home from the "baby visit," as I just heard Dave describe it. I am a bit on the bummed side right now. I barely failed my glucose screening test. Normally I am not a worrier, but this gets me worried. 140 is the 'passing' number for the test, meaning that you don't have gestational diabetes if you scored that or below; whereas over 200 means that you have it. I scored a 146, a measly 6 points over. What this means is that I fall in the gray area, but on the very low probability end. What this resulted in is the fact that I have to go take a three hour fasting glucose test. I'm not too excited about this. My five second answer of 'yes or no' turned into an entire morning at the hospital. Oh boy, I can't wait!
Oh the bright side, Griffin is getting cuter and cuter. Today's ultrasound was longer than yesterday's, so we were able to see more. Like I mentioned in the previous post, Griffin is looking like a little baby. He has little cheeks….if he's anything like me that's all you'll see on him when he gets here. We didn't get a picture of it, but for a second or two is face was so in focus that I swear I could make out what his little face looks like. I saw both eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his little lips, and chin. Dr. Brody said that Griffin should be around 2.5 pounds now, and he's still all normal. I asked him if he could predict how big Griffin would end up being; I like being prepared if I can be. He said that women my size tend to have smaller babies, and he would guess he'd end up being around seven pounds. I'm shooting for around six pounds so seven isn't too bad. Although I hear that I get no say in this matter.