Adventures in Pregnancy Post Bariatric Surgery
Friday, October 25, 2013
Overview of the Pregnancy, Delivery, and After
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Feelings and Family
Everything about this pregnancy has been different, though with the exception of not being fat or diabetic, its all worse or harder. Sometimes I wonder what this surgery has truly done to my body. Sure I'm healthier and more active and not diabetic and I've added years to my life but are those years going to be harder? Its like I took years off my externals only to have added it to my insides. I feel weak and exhausted.
Added to that the crushing emotional strain I'm dealing with I almost don't know why I'm doing this. The baby kicks sense into me before I fall too deep in this well of self-pity, but some days all I want to do is cry.
Everyone wanted or expected this child to be as girl, he's not. Now everyone is bent on destroying me with their pity, lack of interest, or crushing disappointment. My own mother is supposed to be coming to town with my grandma next week, but now I'm told she's leaving after the 4th of July, Caedeon isn't due until the end of August. When I asked her why she told me she'd send dad since he's the "one you really want there".... Seriously' mom??!?!? Way to show your support for your grandchild.
Gods, the number of times she's hurt me or let me down over the years one would think I'd be immune by now. I'm not. She'd rather hold on to her own hurt that I didn't exact the same promises from here that I did from my dad (1- I expected she'd be here with her mom and Tina and therefore me 2- dad missed my first child's birth and 3- dad actually has to put in for the time off whereas she doesn't freaking work) than be here for me and at least pretend to care about this baby. Some days I feel like I am the only one who does. It hurts. At least my baby wants to be here, he reminds me daily with his attempted escape escapades....
Sigh.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
NORMAL??!!!????
Do you want to see my baby? Of course you do....
After they reviewed my info, the diabetes counselor pretty much refused to see me since I'm not on any medication and my A1C is 6.0. She said she'd see me after the doc did if he felt a need. So I waited patiently for my ultrasound. It's rather disconcerting to have people know just how bad you have to pee from scanning a probe over your belly...
So the tech and I had fun watching my little acrobat jump around and flail and attack. She got lots of shots and the baby showed us its hands and feet a lot. Two hands, Two feet, Two legs, Two arms. so far looking normal and good :)
Then the doctor came in and checked it out and then talked to me while updating all my info in his computer, every word in effect saying "Get out of here" and "good job" he remembered me from Trevor's high risk overly complicated gestation. I know this because he fixed some errors in the old report, like it said I had "Severe Gestational Diabetes" whereas I actually had Type II diabetes that got worse during pregnancy. He asked for my last A1C, told me I didn't have to take the glucola test and asked how my sugars were running. He LISTENED to me! It was shocking, I went in there all up in arms ready to defend everything, I had food logs printed, blood sugar logs at the ready, old labs in my folder, he asked for no hard evidence and took me at my word (good thing I was telling the truth!) That NEVER would have happened if I were still overweight. It's amazing how differently you get treated when you're healthy.
So my next appointment is with the regular OB in 4 weeks, and my next ultrasound will be the anatomy scan in 8 weeks. And I'm pretty much left to my own devices. I will keep up with my finger sticks to make sure my sugar doesn't start creeping up, because while ecstatic with yesterday's appointment, I'm not an idiot, I know things can change overnight, I remember how my first trimester with Trevor was pretty great sugarwise and then it just went downhill midway through the 2nd trimester.
For now I am normal, I have no higher risk of complication than that of any other healthy weight non-diabetic pregnancy. How freaking cool is that? I'll be needing to give Dr McKenna a huge hug!
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
The Right To Keep Your Mouth Shut
My Vitamins
Great stuff. All flavors are tasty, I keep a variety on hand because too much of one thing will make me sick. I need variety in my life.


Wednesday, January 23, 2013
The Nursery
Clothes aren't coming down from the attic until we know what it is, and I'm trying to not buy too much stuff until after the first trimester is behind us. You don't get a shower for a second child, do you? I'm registered, but I'm treating it more like a check list. Luckily for us, most of Trevors things were gender neutral in color and design (by design!)
Diabetes: A Girls Need To Rant
It truly is the stupidest disease in existence. It’s idiotic, it follows no logic! I felt this way when I had it for 12 years, I’ve been in remission for 2 ½ years, and now I’m having to monitor it just in case it creeps up to hurt the baby. Here’s an example of it’s idocy:














