New Apartment Pictures

Andrew and I have gone through many changes in the past week. We've moved out of our old apartment (unfortunately we still haven't been able to find someone to buy our contract), moved in AND unpacked our new apartment, and I had my last day of work on Friday. We've also seen the doctor and he said that for a first time mom and for being 37 weeks I'm progressing very well. We see him again tomorrow. We also see my diabetic specialist tomorrow. I'm not as excited for that one.
Anyway, here are a couple pictures of our new place. We love it!

Blue Bonnets and Indian Paintbrushes

Texas definitely isn't just deserts and tumbleweeds.
This wasn't taken this year but it was taken just outside of College Station.
The Blue Bonnets and Indian Paintbrushes are Texas' wild flowers. This is all nature's work.
Isn't it beautiful?

The Last Couple of Weeks

Pictures from last weekend. (34 weeks)


The last couple of weeks have been really busy and stressful.

Not last Monday but the Monday before I was shopping for a friend's wedding present at Target. There was a terrible storm outside and as I was running to my car I fell. (I know, I was dumb and I ran. Pregnant people should never run, especially in a storm.) I took a big chunk out of my knee. It's pretty disgusting. Other than that I'm fine.

On Tuesday we went to the Diabetic Specialist. We don't like him very much. He doesn't have a good bed-side manner and he's a bit confusing. For example, he told us everything looks really good and we'd only have to see him every other week but then he scheduled us for a visit the next Monday and ordered a bunch of blood and urine tests. He was also an hour behind schedule. Not good for Andrew who had his finals the next week.

On Wednesday we got rear-ended on the way home from school. It wasn't bad but it was still scary and now we have to get a quote for the damage and do all that fun stuff. Also, not good for Andrew and his tests.

On Thursday I twisted my ankle and Andrew got a jury summons. We don't think he'll have to serve because he's not a resident but we'll see.

On Friday Andrew learned of two things that were due that afternoon just in time to miss the deadline. He was very frustrated. But he was allowed to turn them in on Monday and everything was fine.

All last week was crazy with Andrew's tests, my work and my doctor's appointments. But now it's over. Andrew's done with school for the year, both doctor's have given me the 'everything really is going great with the pregnancy' and we couldn't be happier. Now if only we could sell the contract to our apartment and not have to pay double rent for two months.

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.