Glucose test and an overachieving Baby Rhody

I didn't get to update after my midwife appointment last Thursday. The reason for that will become apparant as I tell you how that day went.

This starts with my Wednesday, where I got some "interesting" feedback at work, had a dentist appointment where they told me I have mild gingivitus and a small cavity, and then my car decided to act up (again) on my way home. This series of events led me to completely freak out over the glucose test the next day. I slept horribly the whole night, had two nightmares about Baby Rhody being stillborn, and woke up sick to my stomach. I ended up throwing up for the first time in any of my 3 pregnancies, as I could not get my body to calm down.

I did go into work, only to get sent home because I apparently looked as bad as I felt. I felt like I spent the whole day dreading this test, which meant I could not eat at all. I am the type of person that finds most sodas too sweet to drink, so the idea of an extra sweet drink really turned my stomach.

So my appointment was at 4 pm. They had me drink the glucola drink first and then have my regular appointment while I was waiting the hour to have my blood drawn. It turns out the drink wasn't bad at all! Especially because I only had to drink like 8 ounces of it!

I met with a different midwife this week because mine was out. I walked into that exam room finally feeling better, only to have the midwife tell me I was measuring 3 weeks ahead. Now, I've been measuring 1/2 - 1 week ahead this entire pregnancy, which I told her, and Mr. Rhody and I were big babies, which I also told her, but she still recommended I get an ultrasound to check things out.

Now I start getting worried--not about a big baby but about being pushed around into an induction or a C-section for a projected big baby--but I'm too tired to really get into it. So I scheduled the ultrasound, figuring I could always cancel it later.

Then I went home and slept for 13 hours. I woke up even more sure I was going to cancel that ultrasound, and I'll be doing that tomorrow as soon as the office opens. The midwife also told me I should "probably" find out this weekend if I failed the glucose test, and I didn't hear anything, so I suppose no news is good news! I'll confirm that tomorrow as well when I call.

Phew!