That's it! Work is finished completely for 9-10 months, cannot believe it!
It was getting unbearably hot at work so am definately glad I didn't leave it any later, round this time of year they seem to forget that we actually still need aircon due to the sheer amount of people and the low bright lights (either that or I'm giving them more credit than they're worth and the idiots are heating the place).
I will miss the guys - get a final goodbye next week with our staff Christmas Dinner, my also-pregnant collegue who's having twins will hopefully come too and it'll be brilliant to see her.
Ixxy hits 'full-term' at 37 weeks, which is actually in just 2 weeks time. Anytime after that he or she should be born safely without any complications whatsoever - in fact, most babies born after 35 weeks have no problems either.
I have a crib now and plenty of bedding so that's good, my house has exploded with pre-washing nappies (I have the 27 in total and at least 55 inserts and boosters). I felt oddly compelled to put up my Christmas tree (must be some form of nesting), probably due to leaving work and the fact that in work it's already Christmas.
I'm still seeing a diabetic doctor every thursday, and my consultant every fortnight on a friday *sigh*, my liver results were brilliant this week and blood sugar remains consistant. Baby is measuring averagely and could possibly be 5.5lbs by this fridays scan - I have no evidence really of gestional diabetes and it's something I do quite wish they'd stop monitering. I don't mind the pricked finger, I just don't want a labour where I'm 'high risk' heavily monitered, don't have the added option of a waterbirth and the general restraint. I'm convinced there's nothing wrong with me.
Ixxy has just finished another round of hiccups. He/She remains head down and it's highly unlikely to move to breech at this stage - so that's one less thing to worry about.
Ordered carseat today also - am looking at getting a tumble dryer.
That's about everything, I'm glad I can stop feeling sorry for my Irish customers as their economy slumps into the depths...never to re-emerge.
I feel a little smug.
Must be an English thing.
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Nappy Selection
Thursday, 4 November 2010
November's here and I've got a 4lbs baby!
So, my October Needle Count came to a total of 77, I believe. Though that is taking into account my approximately 49 finger jabs that measured that blood sugar. About 10 of the larger needle were mis-inserts which had missed me veins but they also counted.
So, i've been admitted to hospital again for a brief spell of whatever is supposedly wrong with me. All of my results partially match some conditions but never entirely, it's annoying.
Still, I don't appear to have diabetes at this stage (which is very good) although the levels of sugars in my blood have gone up, I tried to explain that this is because i've been living off cake and shloer for the past week (well since my birthday) and have taken to eating coco-pops for breakfast. It'll go down when I stop doing this i.e. the sugary food runs out. I really am quite sick of sugar generally, but don't really have anything else to eat...
My birthday was rather nice, my aunts came over from England and there was a little get together of family and friends from work. We had a tremendous cake:

and I got lots of presents for me and the baby :). I organised a stunning 3 competitions for lucky guests to win 'baby-themed soap'. One was 'guess the sex, weight and date' which obviously the winner will not be known until after B-Day. Then there was 'drink 3 liquid oz of coke out of a baby bottle' which proved very difficult, it was won by my brother but this may be due to a lack of willing participants. 'Guess my Girth' was the last one where everyone guessed how wide I was in inches over my bump. I was 43" I believe, the nearest (and also the smallest guess) was 40", even I had guessed 48, and some had near 60!
I'm also getting very close to finishing work, where doubtless I will gravitate with biscuits onto my sofa and watch The Jeremy Kyle Show. I'm starting to get tired in the day again, and even short walks leave me pretty breathless (baby sits soooo high).
Realistically, babies born after this time usually thrive with little complications, so that's good to know! Still, better to keep him/her nice and safe until he/she is completely ready for the huuuuge world awaiting them. My family is being tremendously supportive and wonderful.
Will update soon, am monitering blood sugar this week also just to keep an eye, but all seems well :)
So, i've been admitted to hospital again for a brief spell of whatever is supposedly wrong with me. All of my results partially match some conditions but never entirely, it's annoying.
Still, I don't appear to have diabetes at this stage (which is very good) although the levels of sugars in my blood have gone up, I tried to explain that this is because i've been living off cake and shloer for the past week (well since my birthday) and have taken to eating coco-pops for breakfast. It'll go down when I stop doing this i.e. the sugary food runs out. I really am quite sick of sugar generally, but don't really have anything else to eat...
My birthday was rather nice, my aunts came over from England and there was a little get together of family and friends from work. We had a tremendous cake:
and I got lots of presents for me and the baby :). I organised a stunning 3 competitions for lucky guests to win 'baby-themed soap'. One was 'guess the sex, weight and date' which obviously the winner will not be known until after B-Day. Then there was 'drink 3 liquid oz of coke out of a baby bottle' which proved very difficult, it was won by my brother but this may be due to a lack of willing participants. 'Guess my Girth' was the last one where everyone guessed how wide I was in inches over my bump. I was 43" I believe, the nearest (and also the smallest guess) was 40", even I had guessed 48, and some had near 60!
I'm also getting very close to finishing work, where doubtless I will gravitate with biscuits onto my sofa and watch The Jeremy Kyle Show. I'm starting to get tired in the day again, and even short walks leave me pretty breathless (baby sits soooo high).
Realistically, babies born after this time usually thrive with little complications, so that's good to know! Still, better to keep him/her nice and safe until he/she is completely ready for the huuuuge world awaiting them. My family is being tremendously supportive and wonderful.
Will update soon, am monitering blood sugar this week also just to keep an eye, but all seems well :)
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