The good and the bad!

So first thing yesterday morning I get a call from my doctors office, apparently I failed my 1 hour glucose test that I took on the 9th. Because of this, I now have to take a 3 hour glucose test which consists fasting for 12 hours, getting my blood drawn, drinking the super sugary Fanta wanna be drink and then having my blood drawn every hour for three hours.

From what I've heard this test is much more thorough as the 1 hour only takes your blood after the drink, not before. I've been reassured by many of the gp mamas that its common to fail the 1 hour and then pass the 3 hour with flying colors. So I'll be spending Friday morning in the lab being poked and prodded. Thankfully, I didn't fail the first one by much. Your numbers are supposed to be between 65-139 and I tested at 147. So hopefully I have nothing to worry about and will pass this second test with no problems.

As for the "good", Sammy finally kicked for Daddy last night! I have been feeling her for 2 months now just waiting for the moment he would get to feel her. Because my placenta is in the front, she has not been kicking hard enough to get through it. This means we usually have to catch her on the side when she's kicking.

Well she was on a rampage last night so I turned to my side on the couch and after a bunch of little kicks I told Steve to feel. With my hand on top of his, we waited. I could feel little kicks and kept waiting for a reaction from him, nothing. I asked if he felt them and he said it seemed so light but I reassured him it was her. Next thing you know she kicks hard enough for me to feel it through his hand, I knew he felt that one. He looked at me and smiled that same smile I got the morning I told him I was pregnant. Truly a priceless moment!

She kept kicking for a little bit and finally he had to get up because he was leaning on his bad shoulder, once he moved, her show was done! So even with the bad news of the morning, we had a momentous night!