I finally talked to the dietitian. She studied my food and blood sugar numbers, and gave me some recommendations to help with lunch. When I have a sandwich, things tend to climb up. So we’re going to go back to mustard instead of mayo and shoot for one piece of bread instead of two. And we’ll see how it goes.
But the main concern has been my morning numbers. There’s not a whole lot you can do about morning numbers. You’re fasting while you’re asleep, so you can’t adjust for it. But what I have been trying is adjusting my night snack, the one just before I go to bed. And it seems to be working. So, as long as my morning numbers come in for the next week under target, I may be able to avoid medication.
And I am relieved, to say the least. This has been weighing quite heavily on my mind, to the point it’s been hard to concentrate on little else. So that call was a break through point for me. As long as I stick to my diet, I may just be okay. And that means that Wee One will be more likely to be okay—the most important part of all of this. I think I have found my light at the end of the tunnel. Finally.
Seven weeks (or so) to go.
gdm, 
gestational diabetes, 
pregnancy
