GTT

Glucose Torture Time

Naw, it wasn't that bad.

I had my glucose tolerance test today. It was hard to motivate myself to do it because it was just a walk-in instead of an appointment. All I knew was I had to do it before I leave town for Christmas so I was running out of days to procrastinate.

When I was pregnant with Griffin it was a 1 hour 2 fnger prick test.

Apparently here in WA they are a bit glucose phobic.

It was a 2 hour, 3 arm vein pricks, 5 vile of blood kinda test. Except we were there for 3 hours because of the no appointment thing. Sounds worse than it was. It would have been super relaxing since they room you wait in has recliners and an abundance of fun old magazines. They even had comfy throw blankets in there.

That is unless you are taking a 2 year old with you. BUT he was really good. He had his token temper tantrum at the beginning then was so good and watched Finding Nemo, had a boat load of food healthy snack, and played with his stroller for a while. Got a tad restless during the end but who can blame the guy. It actually went by pretty quickly.

Could have done without him slamming his little body into me as I had a giant needle sticking into my arm though. Bully.

We shall see what the results are soon! I have to say with all the running and vegetable eating I have done this pregnancy if I have gestational diabetes I may just give up all hope.

Poor Andrew got a little bit of the bitchiness thrown at him this morning. I got ridiculously mad at him for saying he wanted to eat breakfast before putting lotion on my itchy back. "Sure, you have your breakfast! I'll just starve until noon today all the while getting the lifeblood sucked out of me! With an itchy back...but please...eat your cereal." Yeah, I see the ridiculousness of it. Sorry, babe. He truly is the BEST HUSBAND EVER! I always  feel so lame after I get upset with him because I know it was all in my head. He rarely does anything to warrant me getting upset. I'll be playing the hormone card on that one.

I seriously cannot complain because if discomfort/pain means I am growing my sweet daughter I will take it times 100! Totally friggin' worth it! One step closer to seeing her sweet face!

6.5 months, little girl! She did good this weekend though. I ran 7 miles with Shelly and she didn't even smush my bladder all that much!

Innocent Confusion

I asked Griffin where Baby Elliot was.

He lifted up his shirt and pointed to his tummy.

I think he is in for a big surprise come March!

I'm so curious to see how he reacts to getting his very own baby. Can't wait!

I lifted up my shirt and pointed to my tummy and said, "Here is baby Elliot." He shook his head and poited to the cookie he was holding. In other words, "That ain't no baby, mama. That is you eating one too many of these bad boys!"

Ouch.

E. Coco, Jetsetter

I am totally not doing anything during naptime right now. I switched Griff's clothes to his new dresser and put up E's adorable PINK and TINY clothes and now I am sitting here feeling guilty for not doing the second coat of hot pink paint on the laundry room ceiling.

Yeah.

That's right.

I blame that decorating job on the hormones and whatnot. It's in the dungeon downstairs so I don't think it really matters...but I'm already second guessing that decision. Not enoug to change it...but enough to say, "maybe that's not the best choice." and move on to doing nothing.

Anyway!

I just was sitting here pondering things. Griff and I are going back to TN/KY/GA after Christmas for one last pre-Elliot trip home and I realized that before this little nugget is born she will have been on (gasp) 18 airplanes. 18! Seriously! I think the trip home in January will be me calling it quits since having a 2 year old climb/sleep/kick/carrying through airports when the stroller doesn't cut it and it's getting a bit more difficult the larger I become.

18! She will be born with a little pilot hat on.

She is quite the wiggle work in there. She isn't head down yet and I swear she is like her mama and completely changes position a GAZILLION times a day. I can't sit still either so I understand. But it is different than the Griff. He kicked and stretched (oh lordy did he stretch) a lot but his kicks were usually in the same general area.

Ellie Coco was kicking as far to my left side as possible when I went to bed last night. Like creepy almost on my back kicks that made me all queasy as to where my uterus has floated to. Then when I woke up this morning she was back at my right upper rib cage. I'm not sure if even a miracle blanket will keep this little tiger in her cage. We shall see!

Anyway, I literally have nothing to report but wanted to avoid getting off the couch to do something productive. Mission accomplished! Can't wait to meet my little girl for goodness sake!

6 Months!

I hit the 6 month mark! I am so ready to meet this little girl!! She is getting more and more active in there. She is doing some type of Zumba as I'm typing right now. It's so fun to watch my stomach move and jolt around. She gave all the family members a good kick over Thanksgiving break too just to say hi.

I should take my pictures in the morning...I look a tad tired in this one. Mr. Griff has had a bit of a grumpy day trying to get used to the Pacific time zone again I think.

I have an appointment tomorrow to check up on things like *gulp* my weight. I'm slightly concerned that it has increased WAY too much being that I was out of town for almost 3 weeks which involved a LOT of eating out, Disney World, Thanksgiving, and a lot less running than I have been doing. According to my scale though I'm right at a total weight gain of 10 pounds which is still 3 under the recommended amount....we'll see how accurate our scale is (crossing fingers that it is!). I've been 3 under the whole time thanks to the projectile vomiting that occurred quite a bit during the first 16 weeks. NOT worth it. I would rather weigh a ton right now but it is what it is!

And here's the shot that Andrew took tonight:

Andrew has a had time paying attention to my bump seeing as his eyes won't move below my huge bazungas but that's alright. He'll be disappointed again when I'm done being preggo and stop nursing and they vanish back in to nothing. I'll let him have his fun while he can.

Her room is getting more and more pink! I stole a TON of pink clothes and fun stuff from Courtney's house when I was in town and I'm SO excited about all the cute clothes!!! I'll finish up the nursery eventually and put some pictures up. I'm just ready for her to be in it!