Did I Just Do That?

Well, we have hit the 28th week mark! Wowzers! I thought my first pregnancy flew by but this one takes the cake. It must have something to do with that toddler that I'm chasing all day - after all, my entire universe revolves around her at the moment.

My alarm went off at 7am this morning. It was a nightmare; one that I had carefully scheduled, but a nightmare nonetheless. I hate mornings. Really truly hate. And my current stage of exhaustion these days makes a 7am wake up call pretty abhorrent. But hey, first world problems right?! Anyhow - I headed to the doctor for my usual 4 week check up. This one was a special occasion though. The glucose screening! When pregnant with Ellinor this test went off without a hitch. I didn't even think the drink tasted bad. So I pranced into my appointment ready to go and then get on with my day. I guzzled the orange dream in about 2 minutes and so the hour timer began before the blood draw. I was only in with my doctor for 5 minutes - a pretty routine check up - then headed down the hall of the medical building to the lab. I was prepared with my Abe Lincoln biography, solitaire on my phone and a lobby of magazines to get me through the 45 minute wait.

Lucky for me (just a tad sarcastic there) the lab was having a busy morning - barely a seat in the house to choose from. I settled in and began to read. Suddenly the nausea ship set sail - and I mean it really came on quick! I told myself not to panic. After all, I hadn't had a problem with this stuff last time around. 5 minutes later I started getting shaky. Then my head felt feverish. When the sweating kicked in I knew I was toast. As luck would have it there was another pregnant lady in the lab's restroom. I wasn't about to vomit in the crowded lobby's garbage can. I tried to discreetly gather my things and head out the door - basically dying in my effort to not upchuck on the couple coming through the door at the exact time of my exit. I WAS PANICKING. No restroom available and no privacy for the next foreseeable yardage. I raced down the hall and vomited into the first garbage can I could find - a small one propping the door open to the elevator lobby. It was uncontrollable - and those of you who know me, I have no gag reflex so it's like moving heaven and earth for me to throw up.

After the horror had passed I snapped around and took a perimeter check. What a blessing! In this bustling medical building not another soul was in the lobby to witness my embarrassment. And let me tell you, I was dying. I'm a lady. I don't THROW UP IN PUBLIC. This is where the real charmer comes in - I had to use the inside of my jacket to wipe my mouth. I felt like Ellinor at that moment, just using whatever I had on. Haha. I made my way back into the lab and found an empty restroom. I quickly snagged it and cleaned myself up. I wasn't too much of a mess actually, thank goodness - I just won't mention what I had to get out of a few strands of my hair. Rinsed my mouth best I could, brushed my hair and waltzed out as if no big thing had just happened.

I sat back down in the lobby and tried not to pass out - extreme body shakes, nausea and fatigue kept me company for the rest of my wait. I was given the OK to continue with the test and submitted to the blood draw at the required time.

My mom assures me this is a common occurrence with pregnant women and the glucose drink. I am still mortified a bit. The joys of pregnancy. This time around it has really thrown me for a loop. Hopefully all comes back well from the results and I do not have to go through this again. Fingers crossed!!

On a happy note, all looks well with baby girl! :) We are now in the final countdown. An appointment every 2 weeks moving forward to check on things. My next ultrasound is Jan 25th. I am looking forward to seeing her again! I am starting to get both really excited and anxious about my impending due date. I have the nesting bug, that's for sure. Time to sew, paint and organize!