On Saturday I went to the lab for my glucose screening. They do the screening to look for gestational diabetes. The screening requires you to drink a disgusting sugary drink, sit for an hour, and then take a blood test. If you fail the screening, you have to take a 3 hour test, which requires you to drink an even worse drink, sit and wait for 3 hours, and then take a blood test.
When my doctor gave me the lab order, she didn't tell me anything about it as far as whether I should fast or not, so I decided to look it up. Nothing I came across said anything about fasting, but I did discover that you have to drink this beverage within 5 minutes and it is not uncommon for women to have difficulty keeping it down. Seeming as though I have thrown up water before from drinking it fast, I was worried. When Saturday arrived, I was going back and forth between the idea of eating or not eating, not sure which would keep my stomach settled. I ultimately decided to drink just a little bit of milk (about 3 oz) because water tastes nasty to me when I wake up. When I got to the lab, I was told that I wasn't allowed to eat or drink anything and now I must wait an hour before drinking the sugar drink and waiting an hour. I said I'd rather not wait and drink it right away (which could affect the results) but Steve wouldn't let me. The good news is that I was able to keep it down (although it was questionable at times) even though I wasn't allowed to drink any water for the whole hour after it. The better news is that I passed the screening (hooray for ice cream after dinner!)
Monday I had my 28 week appointment at Maternal Fetal Medicine. I was disappointed not to have Kristen as my sonographer, and the doctor I spoke to at the end was incredibly rude to me and refused to answer my questions, BUT the babies are doing great! The babies are still both head up, butt down, but the sonographer said they are facing my back (which meant no good pictures, sorry). I'm sure she is right, because she is the expert and it all looked like blobs to me, but that means unless they have moved since yesterday, my babies are contortionists! They are still alien-baby moving all over my stomach, and Riley likes stick out both his head and his butt, making my stomach look lopsided.
The really good news is that Logan was measured at 2 lbs, 10 oz and Riley was measured at 2 lbs, 9 oz. They were only 10 grams apart, which gives them only a 1% differential. I guess I didn't seem impressed enough, so the sonographer kept saying it was incredible and offered that they don't even start to worry about the sizes unless the differential is at least 20%. She also showed me the charts below and emphatically told me they are growing beautifully and all looks really great. The bottom line is the low normal weight gain for a single baby, and top is the high. Both Logan and Riley are just above that 50th percentile. That means I'm growing two perfect babies. What are you doing? :)
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