I'm not sure why I didn't think I'd end up with gestational diabetes given my genetics (and, ummm, maybe some bad eating habits, occasionally...) but, I didn't really.
Not that I "officially" have it -yet- but I've been told to go and see the Diabetes Health people and to watch my (sniff) sugar intake, based on my blood glucose tolerance test and my family's health history...
...so good-bye Sugar, I will miss the time we've spent together. I assume I will see you (and Beer) the moment beloved child leaves my womb. (This is a hint to bring sugar and beer to Labour and Delivery to all those that will be there.) ...to help with breastfeeding of course.
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