I am on the horns of a dilemma. I've gained a lot of weight with this pregnancy. I mean, a whole lot of weight. So much that I am not even going to tell you how much, and it takes a lot for me to not be willing to discuss something as meaningless as this. I haven't even told Chris, and he'd better know well enough to not ask me and also to not attend another OB appointment for this entire pregnancy because then he might find out and I would have to kill him.
It's entirely my fault, I accept that, but I just haven't been able to stay away from the sugar. Ordinarily I have no sweet tooth, I don't even eat most fruit because it is too sweet for me. But I had a sugar craving with Mia and an unquenchable sugar beast this time around. But, I also have a vested interest in this kid not getting entirely too huge and I'm not a very good dieter so would rather not come out of this with 60 pounds to lose and so I have been trying lately (by which I mean the last three days or so) to stay away from the sugar. It sucks.
As I mentioned, last Friday I had my glucose test to check for gestational diabetes, and after seeing my massive weight gain I was a little concerned. They called with the results yesterday. Everything was fine. In fact, everything was so fine that both of the people I talked to (yeah, I got two calls, they are kissing my ass after last week's fuck-up) expressed awe and wonder at how low my levels of whatever it is were. Basically, even while pregnant and gaining weight like mad my body is wicked good at processing sugar.
So on the one hand, there's the whole health and well being thing telling me to step away from the brownies, and on the other hand is what I feel is a responsibility to pregnant women everywhere to take advantage of my good fortune and dive into a pint of Ben & Jerry's.
It's a tough call, it really is.