24 weeks pregnant
This morning I had my glucose test done. Talk about gross. It was a better experience than the first time though, where I was almost in tears trying to choke it down since I was still pretty sick. I dropped Logan off at daycare, made sure I took a zofran before hand & hung out at the OB's office for what seemed like hours.

The appointment was rather uneventful with Carter checking out OK, measuring right on track & kicking up a storm. While waiting to get my blood drawn, I sat in the waiting room watching a spectacle unfold before my eyes. A woman came in for an appointment pretty late & tried to check in. One of the receptionists told her that she was late & the woman gave a super snotty excuse about being stuck behind the train & other stuff going on. Now, I've been stuck behind the train many times before, often leaving me very late to whatever appointment I was going to. In fact, I've been late to an OB appointment because of a slow moving train (after a funeral procession) before & almost wasn't accepted in. But not once did I ever think about going off on the receptionist. Not this lady. She had a massive attitude problem & stormed off to another part of the scheduling area, practically yelling at the next receptionist. I was almost tempted to say something, but kept my mouth shut & hid behind the magazine that I was reading. It sure did make the time fly by though!

After getting my blood drawn, I decided to take advantage of Logan being at daycare & ran a few errands. Before the glucose test, I was instructed to not eat anything high in sugar (carbs, fruit, etc.) so as not to chance failing the test, otherwise I would have to come back for the three hour test. I had coffee & a piece of string cheese. It escaped my mind while shopping that this was the only thing I had eaten today & as I was walking down an isle, I felt my arms go numb, my lips go numb, I got hot & clammy & knew that I was headed toward a blood sugar crash followed by passing out in the middle of Target at any minute. I almost ran to the checkout lane so I could get to my food & water I left in the car (which I usually carry with me in the diaper bag/backpack) & praying that I wouldn't black out in the toy section. There wasn't a big line in the express checkout & thankfully I was able to get out to the car before making a scene. It was a really close call.

Exciting stuff, huh?! So without further ado, here are some 24th week belly pictures...

Looking exhausted because Logan never took a nap


I swear I look bigger in person. The camera adding 10 pounds apparently only applies to my face

Logan trying to listen to Carter, whom he still insists is a baby sister. Too cute!


I love this picture!