So Mama didn’t pass the screening test for gestational diabetes. So we have to go this week for the three-hour, multiple needle, fasting-required, version that really and conclusively (?) tests for gestational diabetes. This is not quite as scary as when they hooked Mama up to monitors last month and when we thought we might have a very premature Baby on our hands. But it’s still nerve-bending, and it’s unpleasant. Mama has to fast and get several needles over the course of the day spent at the lab. No fun.
I wish I could lend my arm, but the OB says that won’t work.