It's official. I have Gestational Diabetes. I failed my 3 hours glucose tolerance test. I'm trying not to be overly distraught about it, but I'm not sure I'm doing such a good job of that.
I'm scheduled to meet with a dietitian this Thursday to discuss next steps. However, I've been researching GD diets online and they're really not all that different from what I'm eating right now, so I fail to see how sticking to my diet (with some minor adjustments) is going to help any. Of course, as always, my mind wonders to all worst case scenarios (insulin shots, large baby, C-section, etc.). In a way this is not that different from all the other emotions that go with IF. The "why me?" factor is there as strong as ever. You know, I try to eat right, I take walks and I have only put on 17 lbs for this pregnancy (I'm in week 29). So I really didn't expect to be diagnosed with GD. But here I am. Yet another label I'm in denial about.
On the bright side, I only have 11 weeks to go (if I actually make it to 40).