I had my 2 hour glucose test this morning, and it really wasn't that bad. I was starving when I woke up, and practically cried while making the kids breakfast (pancakes of all things!), but I stuck with the fasting - even though I was tempted to take a bite of pancake.
I really don't know if I will pass. I guess statistically I will pass, but this pregnancy has been such a surprise with unexpected twists and turns, I wouldn't be fully surprised if I failed. At least the damn test is done. While at the lab I asked if they knew when the birth center would get the results, and they said maybe a day or two. I really hope so. I just want to know either way. If I fail, well, at least I will know. I will just go on the wonderful GD diet and be done with it.
Tomorrow is the ultrasound. I am not really nervous or worried anymore. It is what it is. I am just so excited now! I cannot wait to see my baby and how fat and cute they have gotten. This ultrasound will be 3-D, and I haven't seen this baby in 3-D yet. I will stay strong with not finding out the gender though. I really want to wait.
One more thing: As every day passes, I am leaning more and more towards a cesarean birth, and I am okay with it. More than okay, actually. I was speaking with the midwife yesterday, and I told her how important it was that if we do have a cesarean, I get the baby right away, as well as have the drape lowered while they are pulling out the baby. I never got to actually see any of my babies being born--even with my homebirth--and I really want that. She told me that she thinks that wouldn't be a problem. I'd have to talk with the OB and head nurse of course (which I fully intended on doing anyway), but she felt optimistic that it would be ok. I would love, love that.
Anyway, hopefully I will be back tomorrow with some good news and some really cute pictures of my little one.