I drank the nasty sugary fluid down thinking I take this one hour test and it will all be over, but I didn’t expect it to be so awful. I choked down the sugary orange drink (they didn’t have the lemon-lime like I preferred sadly) and peed in a couple cups then waited. After my one hour I peed in a couple more cups gave away more of my blood and went on home.
I got the call 2 days later that my levels were to high for their liking, so I was send for a 3 hour test which absolutely sucked. I was asked for a urine sample before the beginning of the test and every hour following when they poked me to get more blood. This time I had to drink twice the amount of glucose drink with NO FOOD on my stomach. I have to say it was awful; I got incredibly shaky and had to keep telling myself not to throw up because I didn’t want to have to come back next week to repeat this test!
The following day I got another call from my doctor’s nurse, all my levels were too high, I would need to go on a special diet and be extra careful with what I was doing. This also meant I would likely wind up having a c-section if I didn’t go into labor on my own by 38 weeks. And because I had a previous c-section getting induced outside of getting my waters broken, and having my membranes stripped was out of the question.
I was determined to not harm my baby, so I changed my diet drastically. I limited my carbohydrates, and how much food I was taking in at each sitting. Then spread my food out over 3-4 small snacks/meals a day. Totally cut out all simple sugars, so no more soda and juices and then upped my protein by taking in more eggs, cheese and peanut butter. I tried my best to never skip a meal which would have left me feeling awful, but with 3 other children I hardly had time to think about food. We kept a journal with all my blood sugar numbers and blood pressure numbers so that I had some idea of my normal and we upped the exercise. It was a pleasant surprise when I began losing some weight, but the baby was still growing wonderfully.
In my case I got very lucky we were able to control my sugars with diet alone, I didn’t like the idea of having to inject insulin daily into myself, when a simple finger prick was scary enough for me. I kept on this diet until almost my 37th week when I naturally went into labor and delivered our healthy 7lb baby boy. He was big for his age, but just right for coming out into the world, he did have a little trouble with his blood sugars but after a bottle it evened out and was just fine. Now my story isn’t as drastic as some moms who suffer with gestational diabetes, some cannot control their sugars and need to take insulin, others can develop full blown toxemia, but it did affect how I lived the rest of my pregnancy. I had to think about what I was doing, what I was putting in my mouth and how it all would affect my baby and myself.