GLUUUCOLAAAA!

This morning I had my 27-week Glucose Tolerance Test to screen for gestational diabetes. In a nutshell, this test consists of drinking 10 ounces of a syrupy-sweet orange drink containing 50 grams of dextrose (helloooo sugar high) that tastes like Sunkist on steroids, sitting around for an hour and then drawing blood exactly an hour […]

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Whoorlito Update – Week 23

I just returned from my ultrasound where Whoorlito put on quite a show for his mom and dad. Playing air drums, kicking his legs and displaying quite a large scrotum for all the world to see. As my father, the illustrious Bishop Stu Tu commented, “That kid is HUNG!” But I was most excited to […]

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Five and a Half Months

I haven’t written a full entry in a week, so why start now? Instead, here is a photo montage of my current pregnancy cravings. Who am I kidding? I have no cravings…these are the exact things I eat when I’m not pregnant (well, maybe not THREE servings of Maggiano’s spaghetti and meatballs in one week. […]

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Dried Plums? More Like Explosive Sorbitol Bombs

Let me begin with an apology. I’m sorry, but I must tell you about my weekend and it involves an explosion of sorts. I know, I know. I’m a lady and I shouldn’t talk about these things. I can’t help it! I come from a family of bowel-talkers; we like to chat about strange occurrences […]

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Purple Haze

Remember long, hot summer days at the pool as a kid? Playing Marco Polo or Jump/Dive off the diving board? My personal favorite was the Olympic diving re-enactments…slowly walking to the edge of the board, making the proper wave to the American fans and executing the perfect jack-knife. After all the diving and games, you […]

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Whoorlito Update

We had our 18-week ultrasound yesterday afternoon, and whoorlito is doing excellent. Heart looks good, organs look good, bacon tastes goood, pork chops taste goood, etc. But the boy just wasn’t cooperating! He was beyond camera shy- all curled up, facing away from the ultrasound wand. Now, that is NOT indicative of my child. Maybe […]

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