A bowl full of jelly

The only explanation for our weekend shenanigans is that our daughter somehow enrolled herself in a Tae Bo class while I was sleeping and was simply practicing her new moves. On Saturday morning I started to feel her move just like normal, and called Dave over to feel her cute little bursts of motion. A few minutes later, I felt a slightly stronger kick and then WHAM a punch coupled with a hard kick. I yelped, and started laughing because it caught me by surprise. Honestly, I think she was quite proud of herself because she kept doing the same motion of kicking and punching at the same time for a good 48 hours. No joke!! I thought it was cute and slightly impressive at first that she could simultaneously kick my bladder and ribs in one swift movement. I even laughed when I looked down and saw my entire belly jiggle from the intensity. I immediately thought of the episode of Friends where Chandler dresses up like Santa Claus and was upset that he "didn't get to shake his belly like a bowl full of jelly.” But then I started to worry because she wasn’t sleeping! Literally all night and all the next day she was still punching and kicking away, I began to worry that something was wrong with her. I found myself googling this phenomenon and apparently it's pretty common during the end of the second trimester. At first I thought maybe my blood sugar was on the higher side and she was responding to the extra glucose, I think I must have tested 30 times on Saturday....but to no avail, my blood sugar wasn’t able to serve as an explanation for her erratic behavior. I’m chalking it up to a rare circumstance, and refuse to believe it’s a preview of what’s to come. Ignorance is bliss :-P

On another note, I saw my Endo today and had a great visit. I was a bit apprehensive about the appointment because even though I’ve cut out all starches and seriously have been *loving* eating chicken and steamed veggies every-single-night-until-I-give-birth-to-this-awesome-child; my blood sugars are still having fun giving me a run for my money. I was kinda worried that my A1C would be higher than the range I’ve been in, but I was pleasantly surprised. My A1C is at a 4.9. We made some slight changes to some overnight basal rates, and that’s about it. Wohoo.

Now on to more important things, like where can I get some adult diapers to have on hand for when Baby H gets big enough to kick me in the bladder with some serious force…