Hard Work

I’m now 22 weeks pregnant and we’re definitely more than half way through this amazing journey to meet our baby.

I’m not sure if any of what I’ve written and shared here is really doing the journey any justice at all. Pregnancy still amazes me – the biology of two sets of genetic material joining and then growing in to a person is literally awesome. I don’t really have the words to describe something that nature does so amazingly.

And as for managing a pregnancy with Type 1 Diabetes – it’s damn hard work, never mind trying to keep up with a full time job and other “normal life” stuff too. I’m not sure if my writing can do that justice either.

Here’s a sample from this week. Today saw me at work, performing a root canal treatment, at 8.30am. I was then straight to the hospital (fortunately only 3 miles up the road) where I squeezed in 5 appointments in two and a half hours. This included the specialist midwife, for routine checks on the baby; The high-risk obstetrician, to ensure everything is progressing normally with the pregnancy and me; And a diabetes consultant, diabetes specialist nurse and specialist dietician for a detailed review of my diabetes management. I was back at work (just!) by noon, with time to fit in 3 more patients before lunch. My lunch “break” however, was spent rushing up to my GP’s (Primary Care doctor’s) practice to see the community based midwife. Despite spending so much time at the hospital I could practically move in, I still need to see the community midwife occasionally, and in this case to get a hold of the all important MATB1 Certificate, which I need to claim maternity benefits, and Ian needs in order to arrange his paternity leave. Then it was back to work for a full afternoon of patients of my own.

On tap for tomorrow is a trip to up to The Evelina Children’s Hospital in London for a fetal echocardiogram, which is a specialist scan of the babies heart. Although our routine 20 weeks anomaly scan revealed no concerns, my combination of health issues significantly raises the risk of heart defects, so a more detailed look is still warranted. Following that I have an appointment scheduled with my neurologist to review my medication and ensure that things continue to go smoothly on that front.

All the while I’m continuing to wear my DexCom 24/7 and test my blood sugars at least 10 times a day. I’m weighing and measuring food where possible, and thinking about everything that goes in to my mouth and the effect that it could have on my blood sugars. I’m even waking in the night to check the DexCom, test if necessary and correct or eat as appropriate to ensure I wake at a good number. Of course the night waking is getting easier, as the baby presses on my bladder, making trips to the bathroom a part of my routine too!

Hard work? Absolutely.

Is it worth it? It’s a no brainer.

Every hour, minute and second spent on diabetes control is totally worth it when they tell me that my A1c is at 4.9%, well within the non-diabetic range. Every trip to the hospital, and time spent in waiting rooms is worth it when they tell me there are no problems with my baby’s general development. It’s all so worth it when I feel him or her thumping away inside my ever growing bump, doing somersaults and cartwheels in there.

I love this kid already. More than I know how to say.

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