Nursery, 29 weeks, and a big fat FAIL!!!

So, this week has not been the BEST of weeks! The third trimester and me are not starting off on the right foot. I am totally OVER the heat and feel FAT AS A COW!!! I don't want to sound like a spoiled brat because I am very thankful that God has given me the blessing of pregnancy. I know so many women would give an arm and a leg to be in my situation; it's just sometimes it gets old. 10 months is a LONG time. I have had a wonderful pregnancy so far, but feel like the weight gain and overall sluggishness is starting to do me in. I don't know if I just overdid it the last couple of weeks and now it is catching up with me or what. I do know that my belly feels as hard as a rock most times (and if I eat even the slightest bit it gets even more hard). Little baby boy is kicking and moving constantly; and I do still love that, but I am over the feeling full ALL THE TIME (and I know it only gets worse). It is hard to bend over and my back hurts constantly, and I am swollen pretty much all the time now. So, feeling already like I was defeated this week I went in for my 28 week appointment and glucose test Thursday morning. It did not go well AT ALL! First, I am starting to rotate doctors in the practice so I can meet all of them just in case my primary MD is not able to make it to the delivery for some reason.  I was instructed to stop by the lab first to get my yummy orange sugar drink then head up to my appointment. I did just that. I downed the disgustingly thick orange drink pretty fast and went to meet with the doctor. Pretty much right away my stomach was in knots. I was weighed (where I was told I gained 6lbs in 3 weeks..yippee!) and then the new doctor came in. She was ok, but not my favorite. First, she was about 5'1 and 90lbs. I think she took one look at my weight on my chart and about stroked out. She then looked at my lovely cankles and told me she would be writing me a prescription for over the belly TED hose to be worn to work! I cannot wait to put those BAD BOYS on in the 100 degree heat!!! She also told me to lay off the salt. Now, I am not sure if it was because of my high blood sugar or what, but I really wanted to kick her in the face. ( I would never). She then started in on finding a pediatrician ASAP and signing up for "classes" ASAP. Ok woman!!!! I got it!!! I have been seeing a doctor for the past 7 months so I am well aware of what needs to be done. Well, once I got out of there I was headed back down to wait thirty minutes until I could have my blood drawn to check my glucose level. That is where things got interesting. I was already feeling pretty dizzy and hott, and baby C was flipping and flopping like a mad man from all that sugar. I chugged about two 20 ounce waters in five minutes and then went to the bathroom because I just didn't feel right. I then puked up that lovely orange drink and all the water I had just consumed. FUN, FUN!!!! I knew then that my level was going to be high. I told the tech and she said the same thing, but drew it anyway. I left there feeling like a big, fat failure. That night my friend Anna (who is also preggers) called to tell me my level was 159!!!! Yikes!!! Above 135 is no good. I think it freaked her out more than me. I already knew it was going to be high. I am super bummed and a little worried about what will happen, but am glad I now know. I am avoiding ALL candy and ALL cookies. I can't totally stop eating sugar because it is in EVERYTHING, but I can lay off the pure sugar that is in cakes, cookies, and candy. I am guilty of consuming high quantities of all three of these things for the last seven months so doing without for the next 11 weeks will not kill me. I have my repeat test on September 14 when we get back from vacation. Hopefully, if I do what I am supposed to this next week and a half, I will pass that one. I am dreading it since it is double the orange drink and takes three hours. It just made an already rough week feel even worse. If it was just me getting big and fat I wouldn't care so much, but I don't want to do anything to hurt the babes. I know that there is really nothing I can do besides watching what I eat to help the situation, but I still feel guilty. To make things worse, I began packing for our tip to Boston next Tuesday and realized I have nothing to wear to the rehearsal dinner. The dress that fit a week ago will no longer zip. GREAT!!! Luckily I had a dress made to wear to the actual wedding or I would be royally screwed. I think I have a skirt that I can make work for the rehearsal, but I don't feel cute in it at all. Oh well!!!! That is enough complaining I think!!! Sorry for this rant. I am sure I will look back on this a year from now and think, "poor, pitiful Brittney...such a baby!" It feels better to get it out though. On a happier note; we are heading to Boston and Marthas Vineyard Tuesday. I cannot wait to be in the cooler weather and just relax for a week. My lovely MIL and Frank's sisters are throwing me a baby shower next Sunday. I cannot wait to be with all the people I love so much. I need that. It is hard being away from them for so long. Also, Wilson's room is pretty much done. We just have a couple things to add that are at our parent's houses (like Frank's hobby horse and my BIG stuffed lion). So here is a sneak peak so this post isn't all bad!

Changing table/dresser

Both these pictures were above my crib as a litle girl. I just had them refurbished! LOVE THEM!!

Frames to put maternity pictures in and Cash's newborn pic (me+Frank=baby)

Little framed pic of Frank and I on his dresser...match made in HEAVEN!

Two little chunks!

His shelves that I LOVE..it has glass on the sides and is distressed!

Gotta have some bulldog stuff!



Letters I painted and pom poms I made!



So that is all folks...probably won't post again until we get back from our trip. Hopefully with good news from my test! Have a great holiday weekend. I am off to work the next three nights before we leave!