I suck at blogging.

I’m sorry friends, but I’ve majorly dropped the ball on blogging.  I apologize!!  I honestly can say I have no idea when I will become a regular blogger again, life just seems crazy right now and I imagine it will get even crazier in a few weeks when this small person arrives.

So, an update.  I’m currently 34 weeks pregnant and everything is going pretty well.  I’ve had a few bumps along the road.  The first was when my AFP level measured a bit high, which can be an indicator for neural tube defects.  PWD are slightly more susceptible to having babies with NTD, but after a “perfect” ultrasound, my husband and I decided not to undergo further testing.  I was re-assured that some folks just have higher AFP levels and mine was not alarmingly high.

Things had been going along well, blood sugars have been great (my A1cs have been between 5.7 and 6.4, with my most recent at 6.0).  I went in a few weeks ago for a followup growth ultrasound to find that my little pumpkin is not so little and is measuring 3 weeks ahead.  At that point doc wanted to wait and see how things were looking at my next ultrasound.  So I waited.

At the followup to the followup, the baby was still measuring large – 6.5 pounds according to the ultrasound tech, when a “normal” weight is around 4-4.5 pounds.  Yikes.  They are a bit confused because my blood sugars have been so good and my fluid level is perfect.  But, some babies are just big.  And according to my doc, regardless of blood sugar control, sometimes T1Ds just have bigger babies.  This has led to a discussion of when I will deliver and I have been told that it is looking more likely that I will be induced “During week 37”, assuming the growth trend continues.  Ummmm, that’s the week of 10/20.  That’s, like, tomorrow.

Also at this ultrasound, it’s been discovered that the baby has a mild elevated fluid level on one of the brain ventricles.  The doctors don’t seem too concerned so I am trying not to worry about it (and trying not to google!)  From what I’ve read, the level the baby is presenting is usually “nothing”, however if it is something, it could lead to developmental delays and things of that nature.  I have another ultrasound a week from friday, so we will see what’s what then.  We will also determine if we are looking at an induction or C-section due to the baby’s size.

I have learned, especially in the past few weeks, that I am not one of those women who loves being pregnant.  Everything hurts and I swear, every pregnancy ailment one could have, I have.  Carpal tunnel – got it.  My fingers are tingly as I write this.  Plantar fascitis – yup, heels feel like they are on fire.  And of course, throw on the back aches, foot/ankle swelling, fatigue, constant trips to the bathroom, and the added bonus of managing diabetes…I’m pretty crabby.  I really wish I could just sit home and gestate for the next few weeks until this small person makes their debut, but alas, work has to be done.  But, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and know that when I’m holding my little (big) pumpkin, it will all be worth it.

Early (fun) Details

Since I’ve been mute for the past 4+ months (sorry!), I wanted to share with you all how things have gone the first 19 weeks of my pregnancy!  Let’s start with how I told the husband since that’s fun and we don’t need to talk about puke and constipation today, now do we?  We’ll save that fun for another day.

I found out on a Sunday, which happened to also be my nephew’s first birthday.  I woke up around 6 am that morning and knowing we had really good timing that month, I was anxious to take a test.  Voila!  Positive!  The husband was still sleeping so I went downstairs and watched The Bachelor (Juan Pablo says, “Oh a baby?! Eeesss OK”).

I wanted to tell the husband in a creative way so I decided to make him a “ticket” to “Opening Day of Parenthood”.  One of our first dates was to opening day of the Phillies so I thought it’d be cute.  I found a template online and went to work.  That’s about as creative as I get.

I was getting excited so around 8 am I went upstairs and woke his ass up.  I handed him the envelope and he said, “Ohhh, did you get a positive?”  I told him to just open it and when he did he laughed and said, “How ’bout that?!”  He always says dorky things at big moments…when we had our first look on our wedding day his reaction was “I like your outfit.”  He’s going to rule at Dad Jokes.  🙂

So that’s the fun stuff.  I’ll post in the next week or so about the diabetes related stuff and first trimester.

Friday Fives – Five possible reasons why A1-conceive has been MIA?

Was she…

On vacation?

Stuck in the black hole of youtube?

Abducted by aliens?

In jail?

Busy conceiving?


Wellll….if you chose “Busy Conceiving”, you are correct!  I am happy to announce that Baby G will be making his or her debut on November 11.  It’s been a fun ride for the past 17 weeks and I’ll tell you more about that later.  But for now…


I am excited to be back and active in the DOC and am looking forward to catching up!

You can watch TV if you get bored.

So.  I guess I can go ahead and say that the husband and I are officially “trying” for a baby.  Being that I’m neurotic and can’t just see what happens, I’ve jumped into the deep end of the pool in this whole “making a baby” thing.  Dr. Google is my new best friend.

Stuff I’ve learned:

  • A “healthy” couple under the age of 35 usually gets pregnant within 5 months, but it can take up to a year.  So after a year, one should have a chit-chat with her doctor.  Am I considered healthy with this D thing?  When do I go crying to my lady doctor?
  • On any given cycle, there is a 20% chance of getting pregnant.  I graduated with my M.A. summa cum laude.  I can’t deal with this 20% success rate.  Overachiever.
  • Apparently having sex a lot ups your chances.  Duh.  But some women on a baby board that I may or may not post on are getting it on like 2 or 3 times/day.  Ummmm, I’m walking funny just thinking about it.
  • I get to track even more numbers!  I’ve started taking my basal temperature every morning so I can see some patterns with my cycle, figure out when I ovulate, all that fun stuff.  More stuff to keep track of.  Thank goodness for iPhone apps.
  • I can’t find any scientific information on the interwebs about blood sugars and ovulation, implantation, etc.  This annoys me to no end.
  • When you start trying, pregnant women are like squirrels.  They are everywhere.

The husband is a good sport with my neurotic self.  He’s learned some stuff too about the female body – interesting stuff and some gross stuff too.  But he’s super excited and I know he’ll be a great dad.

And luckily, we haven’t gotten to this point…yet…

15 years.

Today marks 15 years since I was diagnosed with diabetes.  During those 15 years I’ve gone from MDI to a pump back to MDI back to a pump.  Here are a few interesting stats I’ve come up with…(yay, math!):

  • Today is my 5480th day with diabetes.
  • For the 26 total months I used MDI, that means I’ve given myself at least 3200 injections.  Don’t you dare complain to me about your yearly flu shot! 🙂
  • Assuming I check my blood sugar an average of 8 times a day, that is 43,840 finger sticks.  (Who wants to treat me to a manicure?)
  • I’ve gotten blood drawn for A1c Tests, thyroid monitoring, etc. about 60 times.  And it hasn’t gotten easier.
  • I’ve changed my pump site approximately 1550 times.  I still suck at doing it left-handed.
  • Zero.  That’s the number of times I’ve clobbered someone after they have made an uneducated, rude, ignorant comment about diabetes.  Do I get a prize for this?

Fifteen years.  That’s a long time.  That’s longer than most Hollywood marriages.  It’s been a hell of a ride with this whole diabetes thing.  It’s made me a stronger woman, more compassionate towards others, more patient, some days a little angry and blue, but mostly, I’ve just been me.  I don’t know any different and I think if you told me that there was a cure and I’d be able to live life free of a pump, finger sticks, and worrying about how that food/exercise/adult beverage/sleeping in will affect my blood sugar, it’d be an interesting adjustment period.  One that I would welcome, of course, but it’s hard to grasp the concept of a life without diabetes!  Could you imagine?  It has been such a big part of who I am, but not all that I am.  I am also a friend, a sister, wife, daughter, kickboxer when I’m not lazy, wine lover, cartographer, blogger, Phillies fan, pasta eater, aunt, volunteer, beer drinker, (Volunteer beer drinker? Sign me up!), Homeland watcher, employee, baker…I am not just a diabetic.  I am Laura.  There’s so much more to me than diabetes.

Blue and organization!

Slacking on my Diabetes Month Photo-a-Day posts!


I may not always wear blue on Fridays (I really try though!) but I always make sure I sport my “Cure Type 1 Diabetes” bracelet! Thanks JDRF!


My pump supplies cubbie. Don’t worry, I just placed an order today!


My test strips/extra Rxs/Random D stuff drawer. Anyone want to have a BG testing party?

Sadly, I don’t have a fun spot for my Dexcom supplies.  They just stay in their box in the bottom of my closet.  I feel I need a cute (blue) basket for them!

Diabetes Awareness Month

This month I’m going to participate in the Photo-A-Day for Diabetes Awareness Month.  Well, I’ll do my best as I’m sure I’ll miss a day or two.  I’ll be following this guide, (Thanks Kerri!)  Today is:


Here I am, around 2 hanging with my sister (at about 5) at the JC Penney studio, 16 years before I was diagnosed.  Clearly, I had awesome fashion sense.


“That is so cool.”

In a meeting the other day, a coworker noticed my CGM receiver (which I still rock in the Dexcom provided 1990s business-person themed leather snappy case thing).

“What is that?  A MP3 player?”

“Oh, it’s my continuous glucose monitor.  It tells me what my blood sugar is.  See?  Right now I’m 98 and steady.”  (I wanted him to high-five me for my awesome reading, but alas, he did not.)


“See this lump on my leg?  It’s a sensor that’s reading my blood sugar level.”

“So, does it alert you if you go out of range?  Is that what those lines are?”

(Dude. He must be brilliant.)

“Yup!  It beeps and vibrates and acts like a jerk if I go too high or too low.”


And to think, a couple of months ago I was all sorts of nervous about starting a new job and explaining diabetes and stuff.  Now I’m clearly the coolest kid on the block!