The blood glucose testing that is. If I can manage to push the trigger without giving it too much thought I'm ok. If, however, I start thinking too much I start to get sweaty which makes the blood drop spread out and more difficult to get absorbed by the wick on the test strip. It really is in my best interest to just do it fast.
So far my glucose levels have been in a good range with only a very few just slightly above the 120 post-meals level. My post breakfast levels have always been well under 120 even when I eat fruit. I was told to avoid that because morning sugars are harder to control because apparently you produce more insulin in the morning. I'm glad that's not an issue for me because I really like fruit.
I met with the dietician who reviewed my meal journal and gave me quite a nice complement. She stated that I eat really well and varied. I always thought I did since doing Weight Watchers, but it was nice to hear her say it. She wasn't very pleased with my two-pound weight gain in one week. Truth be told, neither was I. I had been so overwhelmed with the whole thing that I was not paying attention to the amount of protein and fat I was consuming. I was just concentrating on carbohydrates and eating whatever protein foods were easiest to prepare without much thought. Obviously my choices weren't the best. I have an appointment with the Nurse Practitioner next week so we'll see where my weight is after watching my intake a bit better.
On Monday, Julia and I attended a Sibling Class at the hospital. It was nicely done and there was quite an age range of children there. The mainly spoke about what you might expect from a newborn - crying, eating and sleeping. Funny, they didn't mention diapers too often. Actually Julia has already informed me that she has no intention of changing diapers and that is quite alright with me. I have a strange feeling I'd be doing double work if she were helping with that.
A funny thing happened at that class though. Julia was leaning against my belly while I was sitting. During the class, Baby started moving. I told Julia about it, so she remained where she was. Suddenly, Baby started kicking very hard into her back. She started to giggle and then I started, too. I guess you had to be there, but it was rather comical that the two of us were laughing during class when no one else was.
My mother-in-law was also visiting this past week. She is so funny. She is very eager to spend her money on the stroller of our choosing. We haven't fully determined the one we want and she continues to remind us that she is paying for it and to let her know ASAP. We visited the model home that she's chosen for her house when she moves back up here. They haven't broken ground for it, but will do so soon. After that, she expects to be here by year's end. We're really looking forward to that.
My niece celebrated her 6th birthday on Saturday, and we were invited to her party at a water park. It was nearing 5pm and her youngest sister who is 11 months had been up without a nap. Jeff had been holding her and trying to get her to sleep, but she wasn't having any of that. I offered to hold her and stood up to rock her. Well she snuggled her head into my neck and fell fast asleep. It's been such a long time since I held a little one that I'd wondered if I'd lost my touch. I was so glad to see I still had it!