Losing a best friend has made me cherish the friends that I still have so much more. While I will always love K and who she was before her son died, I now recognize how much more I loved her than she loved me…and the person I know and love is gone. I can say with absolute certainty that I would never have treated her the way she treated me without warrant, no matter the circumstances. I also realize how many times she has done similar, less drastic things throughout our entire friendship, and I have no idea why this outcome came as such a shock to me.
In other news, about 10 weeks ago I found out that I have gestational diabetes. I have drastically changed my eating habits, and have to poke my fingers 3-4 times a day to check my blood sugar. For a serious blood phobic, I feel pretty proud of myself every time I do it! I’ve been keeping my levels under control, and Hayden is still way too big. I am 32 weeks pregnant, and he’s measuring like a 36 week old baby. He’s supposed to weigh 4 pounds, and they’re currently estimating his weight at 6 pounds 2 ounces. While I obviously do not want to have a C-section, if that’s the safest thing for baby, I’m all for it. I’ve been told to prepare myself for him to come out with breathing problems, jaundice, and/or low blood sugar, so I’m hoping and praying that everything goes smoothly and that we both come through it happy and healthy.
I’m also hoping that he will stay in my belly for at least another 3 weeks until he’s done developing. Hang in there, Hayden!
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