A baby's coming!

Guys. On Saturday, I will be 33 weeks pregnant. 33 weeks.

To put that into perspective, the doctor said they will likely induce me by 38 weeks. That means Wheat and I have five more weeks to get ready. I REPEAT - FIVE MORE WEEKS.

Are we ready? Not even close. We're still slowly chipping away at the incredible baby shower gifts we've received, finding spots for them in our one-bedroom apartment and purging things we don't need anymore. Babies are small, but man, they come with a lot of stuff.

We haven't set up the bassinet, installed the car seat, or found a pediatrician for the little one. We've applied to day cares that have year-long waiting lists - I wish I was exaggerating. And though I'm totally freaked out by all the changes coming, I'm also starting to get excited.

27 weeks, 6 days. Poor girl might have her mom's overbite.

So, how is the pregnancy going?

My short answer is fine. When people ask me how I'm feeling, my answer is honestly good. I don't feel bad, especially compared to some of the horror stories I've heard. I'm not really swelling, I walk all the time, and I don't really feel like I can complain. I'm definitely slowing down - it's getting harder to stand up, bend over, walk around, etc. I'm feeling some pelvic pain and sleep is getting more uncomfortable, but in the grand scheme of things? I'm pretty lucky.

However.

A few weeks ago, I failed my glucose test. This meant I had to take another glucose test, one that lasted three hours and included four blood draws. Unfortunately, I failed that one, too, which means I've been officially diagnosed with gestational diabetes. The good news is that this goes away for almost all pregnant women once the baby is born. The bad news is that until she comes, I am pricking my finger four times a day and keeping track of my blood sugar. This also means I'm eating like a rabbit on a borderline keto diet and haven't had bread, pizza, fries, ice cream, etc. in over three weeks and counting.

I'll be honest - I had a bit of a meltdown when I was first diagnosed. I've never really paid attention to my diet and now I'm extremely limited on what and when I can eat. So far, I've been able to keep my numbers under control with diet and exercise (which means no insulin shots!), but it really sucks. Pregnancy cravings are a thing of the past.

The gestational diabetes, coupled with my high blood pressure (which is also being well-controlled with medicine for now), mean that I'm considered a high-risk pregnancy. Because of that, I have at least three appointments every week until the baby comes. As you can probably imagine, that's not very convenient for a person with a full-time job.

So, I guess the real answer to how my pregnancy is going is complicated. On one hand, I feel pretty lucky. On the other hand, I want to punch my placenta and pancreas and dive headfirst into a giant Wendy's frosty. The good news? I mentioned up there - only FIVE MORE WEEKS.

Some traditional bumpdate stuff because I'm nothing if not basic:

Food Cravings/Aversions: Yes, but I can't indulge them. I've been eating so many salads and here's a serious question - is there such a thing as eating too much avocado?

Maternity Clothes: Nope. Nothing more than the stretchy pair of jeans I bought a couple months ago. People are shocked I'm still wearing jeans every day. Perk of being overweight, maybe?

Sleep: It's getting tougher and tougher to get comfortable. I wake up several times in the night, but I read that that is my body preparing me for what's to come. Kinda cool.

Baby Shower(s): I already recapped the incredible Harry Potter-themed shower that Jenn threw for me. In addition, my awesome coworkers threw an adorable shower for me at work, complete with a taco bar, cake, and ice cream. I may or may not have indulged a little that day - sorry, blood sugar reading.

Looking Forward to: Getting completely ready for Baby Hotch. Nesting is something I love in my normal life, so it feels really good to get things prepared. Wheat and I assembled a dresser for her without killing each other, so that felt like a major achievement. We also start birth and baby classes next week, so I'm excited to tour the hospital and get some more info.

Missing: My mom. I just miss my mom. I still can't believe I'm doing this without her. She has three grandchildren on the way and she'll never meet them. It destroys me on a daily basis. Wheat and I went to the zoo on Mother's Day to honor my mom - she loved nothing more than animals.

Wheat: Still killing it. Surprised? He has been so supportive with my diet and exercise changes and did some major purging of our apartment. Anyone that knows him knows he'll be the best dad. I can't wait to see it.