Grumpy Pants

10 Weeks Tomorrow!!

I haven’t been feeling like myself lately. I think it’s all to blame on this new healthy diet I am trying. It does not agree with my temperament and it does not make hubby and I’s lives all ‘smooth sailing’ like usual. I. Am. Cranky. All the time. Salads fruits and vegetables (with occasional meat) aren’t cutting it. I want Twinkies, I want ice cream, brownies, hamburgers, French fries, doughnuts, and gummy bears. Nope. None for me. I keep reminding myself I’m doing it for the baby but it’s not really helping hen the baby wants candy too. I understand moderation, but I also understand myself. I'm a ‘give me an inch’ type of person and my resolve is only strong as long as my plan is absolute. Plus I feel insanely guilty and feel like I’m harming Gummybear when I eat or so much as smell unhealthy food. I have never dieted before in my entire life. Ever. I'm 5’7 and prebabies 115lbs. That does not scream weight issues and food problems. In fact the opposite, I used to get asked if I was anorexic. No to all.

Next Thursday is the fasting blood sugar test and I’m going to ask them to Doppler the heartbeat for me to calm my nerves, because I will already be in the office anyway. I have to also remember to ask for a prescription this time for a Doppler. Last time it completely slipped my mind. Next Friday is my diabetes learning class. I really want to tell my mother because she has dealt with my brother’s since he was 7. She’d have advice etc… but then I’d worry her and have to tell her I was pregnant again. Not yet.

What else what else… week 9 feelings this last week. Besides grumpy. I think my body is used to its passenger now and I don’t feel screamingly pregnant anymore, I guess it’s just routine now. I remember with Max around this point I felt the same and I was terrified it meant I had lost the baby and I freaked out.  My skin is also really clearing up. I can see a glimmer of the perfect skin I had almost a year ago before this journey started... its gotta be a girl! Other than that, my bump is getting harder to hide. Someone is going to guess soon. 

(please ignore the crooked picture on the wall. and the fact that I'm not wearing makeup and look like a zombie)