Glucose Test Update
Don’t believe the horror stories. My glucose drink tasted exactly like slightly flat orange soda, something I’m sure Tiny E will be happy to drink in large quantities if he’s anything like his father. I also had a lab tech-in-training who was so afraid of stabbing me with a needle that she barely poked through my skin and it took five minutes to fill four vials. I find out Thursday if I have gestational diabetes (I doubt it), and will probably get another shot of Rhogam in the backside – as long as the tech remembered to mark my file correctly. I hate to think the worst of people but no matter how many times I said “I already had one shot, so my bloodwork might come back Rh+. I’m supposed to have more Rhogam made anyways, but the hospital may not know that if you don’t write it down” her best response was “How do you spell Rogaine?”
Less than 5 hours until birthing class. I feel like I’m going on a blind date with the other couples enrolled in the class, since these are the people who a) will have children almost the same age and b) live nearby, making them potential friends.
Ohh that does sound like a blind date. So babies = birthing class = potential friends. So to make friends, I should get knocked up.
Good luck! Let us know how it goes. And be glad you don’t have two uteruses (this weekend I was watching the Grey’s Anatomy ep where that chick has two babies in two uteruses by two daddies, and they have to deliver one kid and keep the other in there because it was conceived six weeks later).
I actually know someone with two uteruses. And one kidney. Although they told her they have no idea if/how preganacy will work for her.
I can top that. I know someone who has two uteruses (uteri?) and had a healthy baby girl. She was born prematurely and the mom was on all sorts of medication and bed rest, but it all worked out. They named the baby Neveah – heaven backwards – because she was a miracle. Although I don’t think that excuses it.
Good luck at class this evening, let us know how it goes.
I had to cringed over the Rogaine, gah – where do we find these people to work in medical support roles!
My mother met her best friend (and now my little brother’s best friend, and little sister’s best friend ) in birthing class. She and my mom gave birth to their sons within 10 hours of one another and have been bff’s ever since, then the little men became bff’s, and THEN they both had girls who are also now bff’s. Have a great time. Also, I’m totes going to the doctor to find out if I have double uteri.
I wanted to get your input (as an expectant mother) on something I see all the time in Boston, it’s this stroller below, I call it the baby catapult. How on earth is that thing safe, why do people want them???
http://www.amazon.com/Bugaboo-Frog-Complete-Stroller-Black/dp/B00076PR9G
One swift kick to that bottom piece could send your kid flying forward! And the price! Are they joking?
*Shrug* It’s a Bugaboo. They’re like the Porche of strollers. The only thing I can think of more ridiculous is a Silver Cross http://www.silvercross.co.uk/ which are like the Rolls Royce of strollers.
If I had an unlimited amount of money and lived in a city where a stroller was waaaay more useful than a car seat, I might buy a Bugaboo too – because Sarah Jessica Parker has one, not because it’s safer/better. Or I could do what one of my snarky baby books suggested, buy a $120 Graco, and donate the rest of money to a women’s shelter.
It’s so ugly!!! I don’t get it, but I’m glad you’re reasoning is based on something solid like SJP.
I will admit that I had a miniature pram that was very fancy when I was young to play with and that I have always dreamt of my child being in one of those fancy Silver Crosses. Now that I’ve googled and realized they are $3000 I’m going to go throw up and cry. How was birthing class!?!
You better not replace me at birthing class!!!
The old school Silver Crosses are pretty sweet!