Last entry I mentioned having my glucose test, which I failed. Not a big deal; I had to take a more accurate 3-hour test the following week (which was last week). It wasn't much fun, because I had to fast for 12-hours beforehand, then sit in the waiting room of the clinic for nearly four hours, getting my blood drawn each hour. I was pretty hungry by the end. I'm pretty sure I passed this test, because I haven't received a phone call from my doctor (I should have heard from her Monday had I failed again). So thank goodness for no gestational diabetes!
Last weekend I flew to Texas for a wonderful baby shower hosted by my mom, but I'll devote an entire entry to that in the next couple of days. While I was in Texas, Chet and his dad painted the baby's room, and it looks amazing! Pictures to follow!