So, when you are pregnant they make you prove that you are able to hold your sugar. Now, I thought that because of all my years of candy intake, this would be the easiest test of my life.
There in the fridge sat the dreaded glucola cocktail that every pregnant woman swears is the worst thing they ever tasted.
In the glass with a bit of ice,
here goes nothing....
De-lish! This was like the kool-aid of my childhood, but after you snuck more sugar into it.
This is not so bad!
All gone, and off to the test. A blood draw later and guess what? I find out I fail by 3 points!!!!
Now back to the drawing board. This time they double the sugar and triple the blood draws. It was sooooo gross. This is why no happy pics. Finally after the three hour torture session, I passed with flying colors. I guess "the girls" want me to experience everything possible.
