I was one of those women that had strong feelings during each of my pregnancies. With Griffin, I really thought he was a boy from the very beginning. Not sure if that feeling came from both of us wanting to have a boy first or if there really is such a thing as Mother's intuition. I had a strong feeling the second time around that we would be having a girl. I did have some pretty major differences between the two.
I started to feel the morning sickness with both at about 6 weeks. I only had a few actual getting sick episodes with each, but I felt MISERABLE, and could barely eat. With Griffin, I lost about 10 pounds, and I lost around 8 with Hallie. I found that I could drink smoothies and eat grilled chicken and a baked potatoes for dinner. (That is until I added BBQ sauce to my chicken one night). With Griffin, once it was over, it was over. With my girl, I would think I was fine, and then it would just hit me. Picture this: out shopping one morning with Griffin and the poor Hubby. Driving down the interstate, and I get sick all of the sudden. We can't stop fast enough so I reach for anything. All I found was a Chikfila bag. Note: A paper bag is not a great choice. Side note: We were in our new car of a week. I will let you use your imagination on the details, but I will say I headed straight for the shower, and my husband is a saint.
I had already experienced unexplained, out of control gestational diabetes with Griffin. I prepared myself for this worst this time. Since I had it before, the Dr. insisted I take the 3 hour glucose test at 8 weeks. Morning sickness, fasting, and that nasty orange drink DO NOT MIX. I barely failed the second hour so I had to do it again. The next time, I got the same result so yep, AGAIN. I took the three hour test three times. Not. Cool. That was by far the worst part. She said I failed, but only by a little each time. We agreed that I would check my blood sugar myself occasionally and for the most part keep it to 3 snacks and 3 meals per day with around 30g of carbs. I had a bad reading or two after some pasta and a pb&j, but it was manageable. Much better than insulin every morning, and for that, I am thankful.
I will be very interested to see how I feel while pregnant with any future King Babies to see if I can predict on my own. It will be a while, but we shall see!
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