Frickin' Dietitian & I'm an airport shuttle

Lucky me met with my dietitian this afternoon. The last time I saw her was 6 weeks ago, after my OB saw my off-the-charts glucose levels. Since then, I've had to frickin' monitor my glucose level by pricking my poor fingers 4X's a day, log the frickin' blood sugar level, and write descriptions of my daily food intake. Let's start with the good news. Since 6 weeks ago, I gained 5.5 lbs which my dietitian thought was actually below normal. It is recommended that pregnant ladies gain 1 - 1.5lbs a week in the 3rd trimester. Since I have an end goal of not exceeding 30lbs of cumulative weight gained during 40 wks pregnancy, I really have been trying to portion control everything I eat. So, kudos to me for being disciplined in that sense. Keep in mind that the 3rd trimester is super notorious for the most weight gain for momma and baby. It's easy to just let lose at the end.

However, despite the good progress I'm making with my gradual and modest weight gain, the dietitian says my snacks need improving. In life, everything can be tweaked and improved upon no matter how great I think I am. I'm supposed to have 3 snacks a day - mid-morning, mid-afternoon, and evening snack. Instead of just eating fruit by itself, I need to couple it with a protein to reduce the glucose spike. She also says that I need to drink more milk at night after seeing that I snack on fruit only.

Another cruel reminder is that as I get more pregnant, the less my body is able to manage glucose = meaning, absolutely NO SWEETS for the remainder of the pregnancy. NO Christmas cookies =( NO Christmas goodies =( NO Christmas anything =( Christmas used to be my favorite holiday but this year it ain't! By now, I usually would have single-handedly decorated the house with Xmas lights, wreaths, and assembled a full-on Xmas tree (i'd have to beg Chuperman to help haha). But I'm too tired to do any of that stuff and really I should prioritize on the "baby nesting" stuff! The bottom line is: not only can I not enjoy decorating the house, I can't enjoy eating anything! Being a big fat foodie - this is really hard on me. Who knew that being pregnant meant going on a diet! Isn't that like counterintuitive!?

All I wanna do is share the holiday joy of home-made baked Christmas cookies and send em off to my cousins in various parts of the country.. haha. Instead of one of my fave past-times :baking, I'm reduced to ordering my fave brownies from Chelsea Market of Manhattan to send to my dear relatives.

Back to the dietitian... so I asked the dietitian a very simple and direct question: how much weight should I gain? She couldn't tell me a straight-up number, she just answered my question with a question "What does your OB say?"... my response, "i ask him every time I see him and he says I'm fine, but i still don't have a concrete #"... blank stare... what good is a dietitian anyway! No one can tell me how much weight I should gain, so I came-up with 30lbs by myself based on my own research and data. Such an arbitrary number, does it really matter?!

Although I still sound sick, with a lingering cough and a bit of congestion -I am feeling a lil better these days. =D

I have "LAX shuttle service" stamped across my fore-head:
Tonight was my 4th time driving to LAX in the last 4 weeks. Had to drop off my aunt. Yup, 8 months pregnant and still sturdy as a rock (or just plain brash).. haha... did I also mention that I drove to Vegas a month ago without making a single bathroom stop? I really need to slow the heck down - I'm not winning any gold medals for being a tough cookie.

Anyway, I am so thankful that it's gonna rain tomorrow! I hope it pours and pours and pours!