A First Father's Day

Today, I got to wish my intended fathers a "Happy Father's Day" for the very first time! I know their little one isn't here yet, but yet, he "is" so there is definitely cause for celebration! Time for a photo - I'm 23 weeks. (almost 5 1/2 months pregnant).

I've complained in the past about worrying about weight gain. I won't go on and on about it, but I'm very proud to report that so far, I've only gained about 13 1/2 pounds. I have about 17 (probably a little less) weeks to go and my goal is to keep the gain to about 10-12 more pounds. I'm right on target! Go, me....

Next week, I get to see the doctor again and "enjoy" their nasty orange concoction known as Glucola. For those not familiar with it, it tastes like an over-sugared, flat, orange soda. I get to avoid food for a couple of hours, drink this nastiness and then get my blood drawn an hour later to check for gestational diabetes. As long as I pass this test, it's a one-time deal, so I won't complain too much. Failing the test means repeating a similar version and then possibly having to alter the diet and track blood sugar values for the rest of the pregnancy, so as always, keeping my fingers crossed for good results!