i got newberied!

It happened again!

The 2012 Newbery winner was announced yesterday. One more Newbery added to my list! And I thought I was doing so awesome. I only have 2 1/2 more books to go... well, now 3 1/2: The High King by Lloyd Alexander (half way through), Dicey's Song by Cynthia Voigt (on hold at the library), and Lincoln: A Photobiography (checked out today.) And now Dead End in Norvelt.

My plan is to have them all read before the baby is born in about a month...I can totally do that, right? Assuming I get the new one before then. I am number six on the hold list, so we'll see. As for the reviews, I am woefully behind but I vow to catch up even if I have type one-handed with a baby in the other.

To those of you who are familiar with Dicey's Song, how important is it that I read Homecoming first? I know it's technically the second book in the series, but I am on a tight time schedule here, people! I read all five Lloyd Alexanders to get to The High King but I think that was kind of necessary. Also, I just can't get enough of names I can't pronounce! I'm looking at you, Eilonwy.

Totally unrelated, but I want to give a shout out to the nice employee at Dairy Queen who tried to give me a free Dilly Bar when I bought some for the kids today. After I politely refused and explained why, he came out a few minutes later with a sugar-free orange creamsicle that had clearly spent a lot of time in the back of the freezer. I like him. He's so much nicer than the lady at Target who told me I was huge.

breakfast of champions

I need help. I met with my diabetes counselor today and she said I was doing great... which is fantastic news! Except it means I have to keep doing what I'm doing for another 6 weeks. And when you are pregnant and encountering pictures like the following on pinterest, it is easy to feel like the world is conspiring against you:

Cake batter pancakes? Sopapilla cheesecake? Cookie dough brownies?! Seriously, people. Where are you even finding these alleged recipes?

So my dilemma is breakfast. Let's say you can have no carbs for breakfast. Zero. Because morning is the worst time of day for my insulin-resisting body to process carbs. Also, no fruit... because they have sugar, too. That leaves eggs. Let's say that you have eaten eggs every morning for the past few weeks and you are finding that you want to cry yourself back to sleep every morning at the thought of eating another egg for breakfast. You can also have bacon and sausage, but I just can't make a whole meal out of bacon. I think that might be worse than eating carbs.

So what else is out there?? I know there must be something that I am just not thinking of. Any great ideas? Anyone? I am open to suggestions, with or without eggs.

In other news, my growth ultrasound last week was pretty good, but they still want me to come in weekly so they can keep an eye on things. It's going to be a long six weeks.

the lighter side

On the bright side of being diagnosed with diabetes and eating nothing fun, there's a whole new world of jokes out there for me. Or "jokes", I should say. Really, it's not all that funny and all I want to do is eat pancakes. But I do think of this little funny I found on pinterest everytime I stab my own finger:

One way to get that drop of blood for the test strip!

Thanks for all the sympathetic and encouraging words. I met with my doctor yesterday and she was impressed at how good my numbers were looking. Also, I was measuring the same as I was two weeks ago, which is a good sign. And I had even lost a pound. Which is a sign that I ate waaaaaay too much junk over Christmas and maybe this is good for me after all.

Anyway, she said if I keep up the good numbers and the baby's growth looks stable, she won't push for a C-section. Hooray! I have a special "growth ultrasound" scheduled for Thursday - not sure how they are different from regular, old ultrasounds - so hopefully that will give us some more information to work with. And keep me from fretting too much. The anxiety eating lacks a certain satisfaction when you are limited to veggies and almonds.

please accept an invite to my pity party

FEEL SORRY FOR ME! I am 33 weeks pregnant and, despite all tests to the contrary, I was told today that I have gestational diabetes. I am sure this diagnosis was driven largely (ha, ha - largely!) due to the fact that Sam was a ginormous baby. And I appreciate that my doctor is so concerned and invested in my health and the health of my baby. And I appreciate that many other women have much more difficult and scary things asked of them during their pregnancies. But still... feel sorry for me!

I have been testing my blood sugar four times a day with my handy little kit for the last week and, apparently, my numbers were just not awesome enough. Hence today's diagnosis. I am kind of in the depths of despair about it. If last week's numbers were off despite having given up almost all carbs and having eaten no treats (okay, I had three gummy worms on Tuesday night - I admit it!), then I don't know what to do.

For the next few weeks, I will pretty much eat very little and be kind of hungry, all while stabbing my finger and bleeding onto a strip of test paper four times a day. And if this weekend doesn't prove to have better numbers, they will put me on insulin starting next week. So add a huge shot in the tummy several times a day to that list. Hooray!

I think of my awesome sister-in-law who bravely gave up dairy, eggs, and other deliciousness for a year while nursing her baby, just to avoid giving her the food allergies her oldest has. She is amazing! A year! I can do a month or so without carbs and treats. But, really, what is there to eat other than carbs and treats?! My doctor suggested "meat" as a good snack today. Mmmmmm....meat! Have you met pregnant ladies before? We don't like to snack on meat. We like to snack on cold cereal, chips and salsa, fruit and other non-threatening but now forbidden items. (We also like brownies, donuts, and ice cream but that list makes me sound less unjustly injured.)

They sure scare you with all the stories of things that can happen to babies of gestational diabetic mothers. And they sure make you feel guilty. "His little pancreas is working over time to correct your poor eating choices!" But I know in the end it will all be worth it to have a healthy and hopefully not gigantic little boy, and a non-traumatic delivery.

This really has been my healthiest pregnancy yet. I had very little morning sickness, I've gained the least amount of weight of all my pregnancies (so far), my skin hasn't broken out, I still have ankles... a lot to be grateful for and a lot of good signs. This is also the only pregnancy where I have also been Young Women's president and that is causing me no small amount of stress, but I am confident that there a lot of blessings coming to our family because of that.

Thanks for coming to my pity party. I will accept your kind words of sympathy as well as any recipes or survival techniques you may know. Or any ideas on how to appropriately prepare meat as a snack!

eve, champion of the world

Hooray! Geography!

Eve had a big week last week - she was one of ten kids in her school to make it to the Geography Bee finals at her school. AND... the only 4th grader! To her credit, Eve was cheerful and laid back about the whole thing. We really emphasized we just wanted her to have fun (though we didn't disclose how difficult that might actually turn out to be while giving answers into a mic in front of all the 4th, 5th, and 6th grades in the school.) So we did a few online quizzes, played some Carmen Sandiego, and called it good.

Me, Jared, Sam, and even Eleanor - we pulled her out of 1st grade for a little bit - all came to the gym to watch. Is there anything more terrifying than seeing your kid nervously swinging her little feet on a folding chair, surrounded by giant 5th and 6th graders, in front of a gym full of parents, teachers, students, the principal, AND the voice of local news radio station KSRG?! (He was the question-reader... in a suit... with a pocket square. This thing was big, I tell you!)

Hard to get a good picture in the gym, but it gives you an idea. Eve is the tiny, nervous looking one in the stripey sweater.

I about had a heart attack every time Eve went to the mic. Which, incidentally, was about a foot above her head because it was sized for the older and taller kids. I thought I was going to pass out watching her get on her tip toes to breathlessly whisper into the microphone, "...New Hampshire." There was a collective sigh of relief from the audience on that one!

And it turns out she really did have fun, so mission accomplished. And she also didn't place that shabbily either - she made it to the final elimination round before the top three winners were determined. When she did finally sit down, she got the biggest cheers from the audience, and high-fives all the way down the aisle from the classes watching. And she just beamed. *phew* That was exactly the reaction I was hoping for.

We celebrated by hitting Sonic for some happy hour beverages on the way home and waited for Jared to get home from work so we could do something bigger (he didn't want to miss out.) Eve selected going out for pie and happily munched her way through an enormous piece of blueberry sour cream pie while we showered her with praise. It was super fun and so great to see her feeling so confident and good about herself - we are so, so proud of her.

Eve is still quirky (it's part of her charm, I tell myself) but she is growing up so fast. I love watching this sweet, funny, and charmingly nerdy - I mean that in only the best way! - grown-up girl emerge.

Eve, in her natural habitat: reading at the library

Also her natural habitat: behaving crazy in public

Love you, Eve!