Mama didn't like what the doctor said.

About a week and a half ago I went to the doctor's to take a glucose tolerance test. I failed and had to go back a couple of days ago to take a longer (3 hour) glucose test. Turns out I have gestational diabetes. Here's a quick summary of what that means, for those who want to know.
When you eat, the sugar that's in the food eventually goes into your blood stream. When the body recognizes this it releases insulin. Insulin is what initiates/promotes cells to take up the sugar (or glucose). During late pregnancy the mother's body becomes more resistant to insulin so the baby gets more glucose. The baby's growth curve becomes more steep during the third trimester and the increased glucose helps establish that curve. Normally the mother's pancreas secretes more insulin so she still has normal blood levels of glucose. Sometimes (like me) the pancreas doesn't.
Both Andrew and I (he's so supportive) have started a diabetic diet and go for a 30 minute walk everyday. We're meeting with a dietitian this Tuesday and we'll go from there. Hopefully everything will be alright.

Some people were asking me for a picture.
I got my hair cut and styled last night so I figured this was probably the best time to post one.

Mama [went] to the doctor and the doctor said ...

As I was contemplating how I was going to start this blog I realized that the best way to start it would be to share the best, most exciting and wonderful news that I could think of - the doctor's appointment where we found out the sex of our baby. Andrew and I went to the doctor yesterday and had an ultrasound. The technician hadn't looked for a minute before she declared we were having a baby boy! She than took her time looking around and taking measurements. It was so cool to see and recognize the different parts of our beautiful baby boy; and very emotional. He's a little heavy but nothing outside the normal range. He's about a pound and I'm at 21 weeks. All the other measurements where around the 50th percentile.
One of the funnest parts of the whole visit was seeing how our baby was reacting to the pushing of the ultrasound tools. When we were looking at his face he first put up one arm in front of his face. Soon after his other arm joined in and we couldn't see him anymore. A little later on we caught a look at his face again and he slowly did a 180, turning his face away from us. It was so cute. So I guess we have a shy little guy. I'm ok with that. It was also interesting to see how much he moved and how much of that movement I couldn't feel. Crazy.

The baby's face and arm. (Right before he put up the other.)

The profile shot.
It's definitely a boy.