Chocolate: Because Ham Is Not a Carb

I saw a dietitian yesterday who helped me set out a diet plan to control my gestational diabetes (GD). I've been feeling really low on energy the last few days, and I wasn't sure if it was just the usual pregnancy stuff or lack of carbs. It's probably both.

It turns out that I am a very good student, TOO good of a students, when it comes to cutting down on carbs. I've essentially cut them out (except for the "free" ones like salad, and some vegetables and fruits) and that isn't good. The problem is that adding more carbs will also make my blood sugars rise, so I'll most likely be countering that with medication. Fortunately there is a pill form so I probably won't need to be dealing with insulin injections. Just looking at the diagram of the best injection sites printed in my handy-dandy GD book makes me a bit queasy. Even the word "bolus" bothers me. I try not to think of it.

But now it's in my brain. Bolus, bolus, bolus! Ugh. Stop it, brain.

The upside is that I am eating some very nice chocolate. Not a lot, just a square of dark chocolate here and there, combined with a handful of peanuts or cashews. The sweet and the salty. Ah.

As for pregnancy news, I lumber when I walk. And strangers come up to me and say things like "You look like you're about to pop!" (woman at coffee shop) and "Whoa, you're gettin' BIG!" (guy at thrift store), and another woman who raised one eyebrow when she saw me, scanned my midsection, then shook her head.

What's that about? It was most puzzling. Does she think I should be hiding myself somewhere, and not lumbering about in public, my protuberant belly prominently displayed for all to see? Should I be "confined" as in days of yore, with a nursemaid or house servant scuttling hither and thither with towels and boiling water? (What was the boiling water for?)

I haven't had anyone try to touch my belly, though. There, I would draw the line. Or at least charge something, say, $5 for a good pat -- $10 for a rub. There's got to be something in it for me.

Comments

[Matt]

Here you are... straight from the internet (so it must be true!):
I vote the first guess is probably the right one. Get the man out of the room where he might do some real damage.

You Need Boiling Water Nearby During Childbirth
Fact or fiction? In reality no one is really sure WHY midwives used to order the husbands to get boiling water. Some think it was just a ploy to get the husbands out of the room during tense times of labor. Others speculate that it was an effort to make sure the few tools that were used, were properly sterilized. Along the same lines so believe that it was a way to keep the tools used at room temperature instead of letting them get cold. Today there is little, if no need to have boiling water nearby during childbirth.