Crap, it's official. I've got the gestational diabetes. Thank goodness I got to enjoy that lemon poppyseed blueberry buttercream dream of a cake at Bryan and Sarah's wedding. And I ate two pieces, I'll admit it.
I just got back from my Dr's appointment. I flunked all of the blood draws on my three-hour glucose test. Now I'll be hearing from the hospital soon, learning how to test my blood sugar, learning how to eat, and being a good girl from now on... but I will eat cake at my baby shower, gosh darnit!
In other news, I started the process to change my name this week. I've got all of the forms, got my fingerprints taken at the UCF Police station today, and now I have to pony up the big bucks and take some time off to head to the Sanford Courthouse one of these days. Just so our little family can all have the same name.
Well, I'm off to learn about the diabetes...
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