I am really rubbish at updating my pregnancy diary, so what’s been happening during the past 3 weeks? Well I have gotten bigger in the belly but still managing to maintain the weight I was at 32 weeks. I am guessing that the gestational diabetes diet is making me loose the weight but as baby is putting on about half a pound a week he is getting bigger. I will look forward to seeing if it really has impacted on me a few weeks after birth.
Week 33 I had another consultant appointment but no growth scan, the good thing was that I am keeping my sugar levels at an almost non-diabetic level – yay go me. The bad news was that it was recommended that the steroid injections should be used as a precaution due to the risk of preterm labour. Also when I was having my regular check via handheld Doppler baby’s heartbeat decelerated which meant I had to go on the CTG machine for half an hour. After waiting almost an hour for the hospital to have one free my “quick” appointment turned into about 3 hours. Baby was absolutely fine though and he kept trying to kick the paddles off.
Due to having gestational diabetes and having to have steroids it meant that I had to stay in hospital when given as they can spike sugar levels a lot and if that happened I would need to have insulin to bring the levels down. I was booked in for the morning of Tuesday 26th April and I was not looking forward to it at all.
The two weeks I was waiting to go into hospital sped past, probably as I really didn’t want to stay in hospital and be away from my family.
Tuesday 26th April came, I was worn out before even getting to the hospital, what with worry and constant toilet trips during the past 2 nights I had barely slept. I got into the hospital at 9.30am and was taken to my own side room. At 11am the first steroid injection was administered. I must admit that this was perhaps the worst injection I had ever had in my life. The needle was large but I can get over that as it just stung going in but the actual steroids WOW it felt like I had just had something big and heavy hit me straight into my thigh, it was painful and then went dead. Luckily that feeling only lasts a couple of minutes and then it is forgotten about…until the 2nd one is due to be done.
I then had to monitor my blood every 4 hours. Luckily with the first injection it seemed that it had no impacted on my sugar levels what so ever.
Tuesday evening came and I was offered some dinner, now with the GD I do have to watch what I eat, I am also a fussy eater. As I wasn’t in hospital when the menus went round the wards first thing in the morning I was left with chicken hotpot, I have had bad readings with chicken hotpot in the past so I avoid it but I was left with no option. What I received however was a spicy chicken (did I say I can’t eat spicy food either) mixed with about 2 squares of diced carrot. Mashed potato and sliced potato. Potato is a big no unless I pair it with lots of veg. I couldn’t eat it and actually broke down in tears. I had had enough, I was hungry and tired and wanted my home.. They did bring me the smallest pot of vanilla ice cream which was better than nothing.
At 7pm my husband and youngest daughter left me for the night, all I wanted to do was sleep but I was told I would need another CTG and my next blood testing was at 11pm so there was no chance of me sleeping just yet. It was so boring looking at 4 walls all evening with no one to be seen until just after 11pm when I was told actually we will do the CTG in the morning. Don’t forget to monitor your bloods throughout the night. I set my alarm for 3am and tried to sleep.
That did not work, I had 2 sheets on the bed, I was cold and every time I started to dose I either needed a wee or a baby would start crying which in turn made the whole ward of babies start crying. To say it was a restless night was an understatement.
I was so glad to see my husband at just after 9am on the Wednesday morning. The next injection was administered at 11am again and again I had to check my bloods every 4 hours. Again they never spiked and at 4pm I could stand it no longer and discharged myself on the condition that if my bloods raised above a certain amount I would ring them and come back.
Yay I was going home and I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. It was so good to be back home, in my own bed and although I had to set my alarm for me to check my blood sugars during the night I slept fairly good. My sugar levels stayed down and all was good.
Since then I have been catching up on all the sleep I had missed and I feel normal again. Although I know in the next few weeks once baby is born I will be a zombie again lol.
So that was my eventful week last week, nothing much has happened since. I have been having period cramps and a lot of Braxton hicks which some are painful but nothing regular.
He is moving differently now, not so much of the strong punches and kicks more rolling legs and limbs and bum sticking out. He seems to be catching my ribs regularly which can be quite painful at times, but his routine seems to be the same as always.I am ready for him now and have no worries if he does come now the steroids have been done but I keep telling him to stay put until at least Monday when I will be 37 weeks.