My goal is to have Dan take a picture tonight, so all you wanting a picture, check back then.
Today I am 31 weeks. I'm getting so close! I'm hoping to make it 4-5 more weeks, which doens't seem to be too far away. I'm more exhausted than I ever remember being with the boys. Somedays I just can't even function.
My glucose test came back this week. I failed, miserably, with a 200. With both of my parents being diabetic, these numbers are familiar to me. Ugh. I get to go back next week for a 3 hour glucose test. I'm not looking forward to it and wondering if I can complete it without puking since I can't eat for about 15 hours straight. An empty stomach is not going to go over well. I am also extremely anemic. This is not so surprising. I just get to take extra meds now...neat. However, amidst all my complaints, I'll take it all over bedrest, so I consider myself to be doing fairly well. Contractions are at a minimum (maybe 1-2 a day) and even though I have no energy, I seem to be managing fairly well considering there are 2 toddlers running around all day long.
In fact, those toddlers call.