This afternoon the midwife called and said my pancreas is slow.
Not busted, not sick, just slow.
I was so excited that I binged on Trix and Frosted Flakes.
Without Milk. Rebel without a cause riiiiiight here. Then I had a salad for dinner to help out my sluggish pancreas.
Anyway, after 4 days of living (and eating, because that was the real trick) like a diabetic, we are celebrating answered prayers. And the ability to eat cinnamon rolls.
We are thankful that I’m healthy, the baby is healthy, and we get to stay with our midwife. The kids were excited with us until they found out they don’t get to check my blood sugar anymore. Can’t win them all, I guess.
Thank you, St. Philomena!
Ao glad you and baby are doing great. I had gestational diabetes, it wasn’t bad just a pain. Can’t wait to see pics of the Daniel’s newest BLESSING!!!
So glad everything is going okay in your pregnancy!
I am glad everything turn out well!