35 weeks and 5 days. We are getting close to the â€œendâ€. Saturday, (by the pregnancy calendars), Iâ€™ll be 9 months pregnant, and will have yet one more month to go. BabyK will be technically â€œfull termâ€ on the 16thâ€¦ which there is a full moon on the 15th, so we may have a baby in the middle of this month, or he may hold out a little longer. My next OB appointment is on the 14th, so I guess weâ€™ll see if the moonâ€™s increasing gravitational pull is having any affect on him!
BabyK is still rolling and squirming at times, and even has his own pattern going. He stretches in the mornings, pushing his butt up into my ribs and his hands into my lower side. Then his feet go pushing my upper side under my rib cage out. Then heâ€™ll squirm a little more and heâ€™s still again. Heâ€™s not as active during the day as he used to be, but when Iâ€™m at home at night in my recliner, he rolls and twists and does whatever acrobatics his little small room will allow him to do. I love feeling him move, but boy! Being short-waisted also makes it a bit more uncomfortable since when he moves, he doesnâ€™t really have far to be able to move or stretch up and down. If I could, I would grow two or three inches to give him some room, but I know thatâ€™s not possible. It would be nice though!
Things are getting uncomfortable. I feel like a huge watermelon myself, not just the belly. My feet and ankles (and sometimes, hands) resemble something out of a fun mirror house where things are made to look either super skinny or really fatâ€¦. mine being the really fat one. Thereâ€™s no shape to them at allâ€¦ just two big balls of water with little tiiiiny appendages that I used to call toes not too many weeks ago. And while it seems gross, and it is but Iâ€™m kinda weird this way, if I press on my foot (that is when I can reach it), a huge dimple stays there for a while. Itâ€™s kinda cool looking but horrifying at the same timeâ€¦ â€œIs my foot really that swollen that I can press a 1/2 inch dimple into it?? Wow!â€.
Infusion sites are starting to react weird. Not sure why, but really are hit and miss now. The ones that are misses, are ones where I can place it, do a bolus, and it will leak. Iâ€™m wondering if Iâ€™m swelling that much that itâ€™s affecting them. Iâ€™ve even resorted to not only utilizing the slow-delivery function on my pump, but also doing a combo bolus for every single bolus that will deliver the insulin over 0.1hrs (Iâ€™m assuming that means it will take 6 minutes to deliver? 1/10 of an hourâ€¦? Right?) to see if it will help. So far, it has.
The Guardian gave me my first really-off reading this morning. It said I was holding steady in the 90s, but when I checked, my actual bg was 235 (stupid Hardees breakfast!). Now, I have had this â€œoffâ€ness with the Dexcom, so Iâ€™m not saying itâ€™s a bad system. Then again, what bg monitoring system is a perfect one? NONE. My thing is if you donâ€™t expect perfection, youâ€™re not going to be as disappointed, and you actually appreciate and rejoice more when things do work out to be just the way it should be. Crazy, I know, but thatâ€™s been my way of thinking almost my whole life. I get too stressed and depressed otherwise.
I know that we are nearing the end of this pregnancy, and while it will be a relief to not be on as much insulin, I am starting to worry about how things will go after he comes. As with this whole pregnancy, my diabetes has been a whole new ballgame. Diabetes is a baby itselfâ€¦ one that never grows up. I know countless numbers of you out there have been down this road before, and that gives me some peace of mind. So, while I am so ready for this pregnancy to be over in terms of I really want to hold him and hug him and kiss him and all that stuff, Iâ€™m also not wanting it to be over because Iâ€™ve finally gotten comfortable with knowing what pregnancy does to me as a diabetic and knowing how to handle certain situations. But as with everything in the diabetes world, nothing is constant. Nothing is easy. It always changes â€“ pregnant or not. And rolling with the punches one day at a time is the only way you can do it and stay sane.