Okay... so do I have a little radar on me that lets people think that it's okay to be watching every little thing I put in my mouth? Do I have an advertisement on me that says "hey, if you think I'm not eating something I'm supposed to, would you stop me and question me?" I don't think I do... maybe it's the helplessness that I exude and the child like appearance I have as a 5 ft almost 29 year old PREGNANT woman??? Not sure. TWICE today people have questioned what I was eating. Coworkers at that- whom I really do love... really! But come on- I have gotten control over the Diabetes, I know what will spike my blood sugars and how much of it will as well. So, eating two Tootsie Rolls will not make my blood sugar go out of control. Brownies on the other hand, will- do I eat those? No, as much as I desire and crave them, I don't. I have a little guide for fast food restaurants that tell me what I can eat at them, and fancy that- I can have an 8 piece nugget from Chick-fil-a if I want!!! EVEN A SANDWICH! *gasp!* So, when I'm asked "Is that bag of Chick-Fil-a yours?" and heaven forbid I react to it or defend myself- I get the "Whoa!!! Watch out! She's pregnant...don't mess with her!" crap. Their excuse is,
we're just watching out for you! Thank you, really but again, does something about me say that I'm incapable of watching out for myself? Do I seem like I’m an out of control eater? Does the fact the doctor told me to take my blood sugar screening down to ONCE a day mean anything? Okay. I'm done.
So, I want to go to our Ward Temple day this Saturday. What do you think? Safe? I mean, I know I'm still 3 weeks away- but he's dropped already. And I'm having a lot of tightening and cramping... what if I went into labor at the temple? Cool? I guess... more embarassing than anything I think. I have a doc's appt on Friday morning, hopefully we can see if there's anything to worry about (or get excited about). We also are having a baby shower that night thanks to our loverly Ashley and my mother in-law. It's going to be fun, all the boys are coming too and we're lovingly calling it a "Baby BBQ"! Cute huh!? So I hope we can make it until then. I think we will... even though I'd be okay if he decided to come TONIGHT. Sorry mom... I want you here, but I just want him out. :)
Okay, I'm going home now. Yay for traffic.