Weekend in Houston

Justin and I spent this weekend in Houston. We had a relaxing weekend that allowed us to spend time together. It was nice to get away from everything that has been going on even if it was only for a couple of days. i started to miss Janna so much toward the end but i'm glad we got to go. it's going to be the last trip we go on together for a while as we anticipate baby #2.

Mom

I experienced something last week that i didn't think i would experience for a very long time. my mom passed away at Lafayette General last Tuesday night at 6:30. She started feeling bad the tuesday prior to that but we were going to wait for her MRI which was scheduled for last monday to see what was going on but my dad had to bring her to the emergency room last Sunday. I met him there as soon as he told me he was bringing her b/c if my parents were going to the hospital i knew something had to be wrong. They put her on an IV and ran some tests. that was the longest five hours that we spent in the emergency room. my mom was so restless and wanted to get up. The next morning the doctor gave us news that was hard to put it mildly. The cancer that started off in my mom's breast spread back to her liver and it was too late. she was already having liver failure. By monday morning my mom slipped into a coma and wouldn't wake up again. By tuesday night her liver and kidneys failed and she passed on. it has been a very hard week since then as i've tried to grasp all of this. It still seems so surreal. As hard as all of this has been, it has been easier than i ever imagined it to be. As i watched my mom take her last breath i felt an immense rush of peace which was beautiful. At that point i remember thinking my mom was imminent about beating her cancer and even in death she still has the victory. prayers are still greatly needed for my dad, my sister, and myself as we adjust to a world without my mom.

Janna's big girl bed

Now that i am too fat in the belly area to lean over and put my child down in her crib to go to sleep, Justin was most awesome enough to take the front rail off of Janna's crib converting it into a daybed. the first night was nothing short of hilarious. she slept fine that was not a problem at all, so when 8:30 rolled around i was a little nervous and peeped i to check on her. when i looked in she wasn't in her bed, so i looked around her room thinking i didn't hear her wake up. I still couldn't find her. at this point my heart dropped, not but a second after i saw something move from under Janna's bed and sure enough it was her. she crawled under her bed and fell asleep. i laughed for a while on that one.

dieting and pregnant

can those two words go together. i didn't think so, but apparently they can. here's a warning for those of you who will carry children one day. doctor's like to torture you.
at about 28 weeks you have to take a glucose test to check for gestational diabetes. it is a 1 hour test where you fast the night before, you go in they prick you with a needle check your blood sugar levels. then you have to drink an extremely sugar fruit drink which is disgusting, did i mention its a pint of drink and you have to drink it in 5 minutes. but don't worry you'll enjoy that because you'll be so thirsty from not having anything to eat or drink from the night before. then you sit in the waiting room for an hour and wait to be pricked again.
unfortunately for me my sugar levels came back high so i was fortunate enough to have to take the 3 hour test. heres the rundown on that morning of torture.

12 midnight- no more to eat or drink until the test is completed. (this includes water)
8:30 am- scheduled appointment
8:45 am- still waiting outside for someone to open the lab
10 am- i FINALLY see a nurse who draws a tube of blood from my left arm. then she gives me the drink, which is gone in about 30 seconds, and to the waiting room for an hour.
11 am- the nurse draws another tube of blood from my left arm and to the waiting room for another hour.
12 pm- the nurse calls me back to draw another tube of blood from the same arm. ( my arm is a little sore about now), and back to the waiting room for another hour.
1 pm.- i have my last tube of blood drawn thankfully from my other arm.
1:30 pm- i eat something for the first time since midnight the night before.(thank you Justin for the whole shrimp poboy, bag of chips and 3 glasses of water.)

anyone see a problem with this:
problem 1: this may not sound like much but to have someone stick your arm with a needle 4 times and draw 4 tubes of blood all within a 5 hour period, its not pleasant.
problem 2: its hard enough to wait 13 hours and not eat or drink anything when your not pregnant, try it when your 61/2 months pregnant.
problem 3: i was at the hospital for 5 hours in the waiting room.
problem 4: all of this happened because some hospital worker wasn't responsible enough to open the lab and have printer paper there to check people in.

lets just say i've never been so bored, mad, and physically weakened all at the same time.

Problem 5: for the rest of my pregnancy i am on a sugar free, low carb diet. (thank God i only have 9 weeks left.)

Graduation

Graduation went great. the ceremony was pretty boring but i still had a good time. As i was walking in for the processional when i made eye contact with my parents my mom started crying and then i shed some tears of happiness myself. I love the feeling of knowing my parents are proud of me and its even better when they don't have to say a word and i still know. my parents also had a crawfish boil for me after so that was most wonderful. they did such a great job setting everything up.

I'm back

I'm back and there is so much I want to post.