son of a….
yesterday seemed so good too.
AJ and i were having fun chatting in the waiting room, we did our usual witty banter with the nurse.
i was feeling great about this.
we wait our requisite time…
and then the Doc comes in with “that look”… I didn’t pass the Glucose Test.
so i asked what my score was.
(insert unhappy mama, here).
and that’s where the appointment took a turn.
from there, the Doc took the measurement then set up the Doppler to hear The Bumpit’s heart beat.
Another funny look, and “oops, i heard a few skips in there…”
so then we had the pleasure (?) of being hooked up to the fancy heart monitor for 20 minutes while i tried not to panic and AJ kept reading me the changing heart rates.
i start to think about what appointments i will need to cancel if she admits us to the hospital tonight…
apparently all was fine.
so i am trying to look on the bright side.
1) now i get to eat a candy bar for three days straight before the big, fat, fancy 3-hour glucose test.
2) we got to spend 20 uninterrupted minutes just listing to the Bumpit’s heart, breath, movements and kicks…