T-Minus 6 days and counting...

OK WHAT THE HECK happened yesterday??! Hahaha...

I was admitted for a short stay at the Peri-Natal unit for observation (AGAIN) yesterday. They told us to make sure to bring our birth plan & stuff (and to leave it in the car) just in case we were to be induced or have a caesarian section that day.

My blood sugars have been great throughout most of the pregnancy until the middle of the 2nd trimester. For some retarded reason, my body decided to be insulin resistant just then, which allowed Isabelle and my uterus to grow REALLY rapidly for a while until it was controlled. Thus, you can see the stretchmarks in my belly - that could not have been avoided. I gained 35lbs within the last half of my 2nd trimester. YES, it was a lot of weight in a short period of time.

I was then diagnosed soon after with Gestational Diabetes, Polyhydramnios, and Macrosomia that was treated. My blood sugars were controlled with Insulin, the Polyhydramnios was controlled by her growth 'filling up' the uterus, and the Macrosomia was controlled by the Insulin as well. She is now a healthy 7 1/2lb ish baby now. They still don't know for sure if she's exactly that size/weight (because of the fact that there is a 15-30% margin of error within the averages of the ultrasounds. 30% is a pretty big margin of error...and it basically just means that if she was 30% larger, she wouldn't fit through my pelvis according to the ultrasounds...without harming myself greatly in the process. She may have fit last week, but it definitely doesn't look promising this week and next (when she's scheduled to arrive). Thus, we've made a scheduled Caesarian section.

Anyway, everything had been controlled for quite some time - reducing her weight from a projected 9-12lbs, to an awesome 7.5ish lbs. Unfortunately, for another randomly retarded reason, for the past week - my body has once again given itself the middle finger and decided to be difficult. It all of a sudden isn't insulin resistant...at least not all the time, lol. This proses really difficult to 'control' because sometimes it's totally insulin resistant, and sometimes I've been producing too much insulin - so much where I've been waking up at 4am not just to go pee, but because my body's going into hypoglycemic shock.

Greaaaaaaaaat.

So anyway, I'm used to being decently hypoglycemic - because I was hypoglycemic prior to pregnancy. I know the drill - so for the past week...every time I've woken up around 4am totally hypoglycemic and darn near immobile, I'd stuff my face full of sugar to tide me over until the morning. It's been working so far, but the amount that it's been working has started to wain.

So I called my OBGYN, who wasn't there...so I was told by my OBGYN's office to call my Dietitian/Diabetic Nurse. The Diabetic Nurse told me that this could be a sign of placental failure and that the baby's life could be compromised and that I should definitely get a hold of my OBGYN.

GREAT.

So I called my OBGYN's office again and her office had paged her/left an emergency message. The Dr then called me back after a few alerting me of the dangers of this situation and that I should definitely go to the Peri-Natal unit for on-call OBGYN assessment. She continued to tell me to please call the Peri-Natal unit to let them know what was going on.

HOORAY.

So I called the Peri-Natal unit to let them know...and they proceeded to tell me everything my OBGYN had told me and to get on the next Boat over to Nanaimo. "Please make sure to bring your birth plan as well as your pre-packed extended stay bag. You may be induced and/or have a caesarian section due to the fact that you are already 37.5 weeks pregnant."

HOLY S@#*!! OKAY!

Christopher and I got our behinds on the next ferry and got to the Peri-Natal unit where they were closely monitoring Izzy as well as my depleting blood sugar levels. "Why are your blood sugar levels so low??" Yea, If I knew that one, it would've saved me $$$ and the trip over here, don'cha think?

So they gave me two huge cupfuls (I don't even know if they constituted as cupfuls considering they were probably a few liters large) of Ginger Ale. I had to chug them to get the hastened effect of it.

They ended up managing to just get my blood sugars at a good medial level, but they never went past the 7 mark. I should be between 5.5-7.5 and my blood sugars have been at 2-4 lately - WITH eating quite a substantial amount of food. They managed to get it up to 7, but just barely.

Dr. Lajoie (the on-call OBGYN whom is also a co-worker of my OBGYN) had indicated that since my delivery date was just around the corner, to just 'hang on' and try to control my sugars with a halved dosage of insulin. Part of me wanted to scream - because FOR F#*@'s SAKE, the whole point is that it's not just low - it's low and high randomly in this past week. I'm not psychic and don't know when I should be giving more or giving less. I'm eating the same food.

I was pretty pissed more than anything - because I went from being prepped for an induction, etc...to 'Just hang in there.'

JUST HANG IN THERE? I'm a $*&@(&! HOUSE with random sugar peaks in both directions!! Yes, I understand that since the baby is doing well - we can keep her in there for a week longer...but IIIIIIIIIIIIII'm not feeling good. Since when is this just about the comfort level of the baby and not the mother too? Jesus CHRIST, I was pissed.

We ended up leaving after 12 hours of observation and treatment. I ended up being REALLY REALLY EMO afterward and actually went through that pregnancy phase of 'OH my freaking GOD, I'm going to be pregnant, huge, and feel like crap...forever!!!'

I always hear about women going through that late in pregnancy (especially for first time mothers) but I never thought I'd actually feel that way IRL. Logically, 6 days really isn't that far away from now; It's right around the corner, actually. These hormones are a nightmare, lol!

Now, I'm currently going through a phase where I don't honestly give a rat's behind on what I'm eating. I mean, I still eat healthily (for the most part) but I had two large donuts (one with Boston creme filling and the other double Chocolate glazed) as well as a handful of Timbits (aka for my American family/friends: Donut Holes). Then, proceeded to have a #1 Big Mac Meal for dinner...and still had Rocky Road ice cream (REAL STUFF and not the sugarless crap) for dessert. It felt SOO good to just EAT. My sugars have been low all day - and to have them just sorta-high for a bit felt wonderful. There was a pretty dramatic change in my mood - literally. I all of a sudden felt happy and not deprived...and the 6 days left idea felt suuuuuuper soon as opposed to it feeling like forever.

Half of me can't wait to be a mother, but to be totally honest - maybe this may sound really self centered or selfish... but the other half is just so excited for this pregnancy to be over. It wasn't an easy pregnancy and I can't wait for my body to start normalizing. I don't really care that I'll have to be up at all hours of the night feeding her - because that's rewarding...and PLUS, I'm used to being up anyway due to the fact of the excessive peeing, edema, hypoglycemia, and sleeping next to Christopher ;).

I just can't wait to see my ankles at a normal size again and not have my hip pop out with excruciating pain every time I get out of bed.

This whole pregnancy has been a wonderful blessing and it honestly hasn't scared me off from doing this again one day...although, there definitely would be a bunch of changes the next time around. We would definitely have to be on Clomid or some type of ovulation control - because not knowing when you're ovulating and when you're not, stresses you out even more. It's like having a Russian roulette shotgun as self defense.

We'd also have to have a better form of hormone control. I don't want to take Progesterone in the same way ever again - nor the same dosage (if we can help it). JESUS CHRIST did I have side effects like you wouldn't believe. I swear I thought I was going to grow cow udders and lactate from every orifice of my body. Everything was just 10x more amplified and didn't prose for a fun pregnancy at the start. I'd probably opt for the extended release shot next time instead.

Chris and I were watching the Mom Show this morning and they had a segment on PCOS. It's just funny because the featured ladies were complaining about having 'a few' cysts on their ovaries that caused TERRIBLE side effects during their pre-pregnancy and pregnancy (because of the fact that these cysts secrete hormones that cause side effects). Christopher and I just laughed because I had 26 active cysts recorded PRIOR to conception. :) My ovaries looked like they had chicken pox, lol.

As soon as he saw that, he gave me a hug and said I was really tough. I know that sounds a bit dorky and unnecessary but it really did make me feel better. :) I am freaking tough and it wasn't easy, lol...but it made everything towards the end so much more worth it. It sounds a bit cliche, but it really was work to get here - and although I'm not having a natural birth, the suffering to this point was enough I think. ;)