Just about two weeks ago I got devastating news that I had failed the gestational diabetes test. You know that first test they give you to test your glucose? Well to me it was the worse news I could get during this pregnancy. Yes I know it is nothing fatal, but to me it was huge. Why? No, not just because I would have to take the 3 hour test but because of my family history. The 1 hour I got 152/130.
Let me do a big of a flashback. The morning of my 18th birthday I would have no clue that I had almost lost my father, instead I went through school not knowing. It wasn’t until a friend of mine asked how I could be in such a good mood after what had happened. Yes, I’d been kept in the dark, but apparently not my family and friends. My father had to be brought back to life and then was in a diabetic coma. He was only 39 years old and was not diabetic, however when he woke up he was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes and would have to have insulin throughout the day. Doctors later told me by the time I turned 25 I would have it.
Throughout each pregnancy I kind of worried about it, but with each passed test I thought I was in the clear. My last pregnancy I was borderline, but just threw it off thinking it was due to morning sickness. This time though I knew I did everything by the book, I also knew that I’m getting close to my father’s age when he came down with it. Thoughts raced through my mind wondering if the more kids you have could it make you able to get diabetes or any other hereditary issue sooner? I took the next test a few days later, but had to wait the whole weekend to find out the results. Waiting for results was so hard, all types of thoughts ran through my mind. Would the baby be bigger? Would I do this naturally? Had I hurt him in some way? The doctor informed me on my last appointment I passed, barely, but I passed. I did fail one (151) of them but you need to fail two to be diagnosed. In the meantime I’m not taking this lightly, I know it sits just around the corner so now it is time to eat better and do those 6 meals instead of just 3. So the good news is I do not have gestational diabetes. Any tips from those that may not have had it but decided to take that healthier route? What about those that passed the tests and later became diabetic?