Just a little update and some more pregnancy news

Thanks to everyone for the comments and emails on our announcement video.  I have to give credit where credit is due... it was all Fred; the concept, getting the voice-over talent (yup, he's a real VO guy from Hollywood.  What can I say?  Fred knows people), and the production.  My contribution was actually being pregnant, and bitching about how I couldn't tell the difference between the latest version and the version he just showed me 5 minutes ago.

The man has a bit of a perfectionist streak.

And for those of you who want to know how we answered Elise's question, I have a pamphlet if you're looking for answers... I kid!  I kid!  I threw it over to Fred who told her that it's very complicated.  For the record, I already explained it to her a number of times when I was pregnant with Mattias.

As of tomorrow, I'll be 12 weeks, which blows my mind because it feels like I've been pregnant for.eve.er.  I think it's mostly because this pregnancy has been fraught with complications; thyroid issues, non-stop bleeding since the day I found out and my latest bit of news.

It turns out the bleeding has been caused by  polyp.  The polyp is quite big and originates in my cervix.  When it was discovered, it caused quite a stir (apparently it was quite weird looking and they couldn't even figure out what it was at first).  Can I tell you there is nothing quite so awesome as having your legs up in stirrups, while numerous medcical types peer with furrowed brows at your lady bits?  One offered to take a picture with her camera phone so she could SHOW IT TO ME. 

I shit you not.

Anyway, it has my OB and the perinatologist she consulted worried enough that they want to remove it in the next couple of weeks.  Ummmm... yikes. 

So on July 6th, at 7:00 am, I will be in an OR having the polyp removed.  At first it wasn't the surgery that had me freaking out, it was who would look after the kids/take me to the hospital?  We looked at flying in my Mom, but flights are outrageous right now.  The only option was to have Fred stay home and I take a cab to the hospital.  I won't lie... the prospect made me cry a little.

Thankfully, a sweet friend stepped up and offered.  She rocks.  Seriously, she has to get me to the hospital for 5:30 am.  And drive a post-surgerical me back home.  Have I mentioned that I do NOT do well with anesthesia?  If I ever have to move a dead body, this is the lady who will have my back.

So now you know what has been keeping me so busy and quiet lately.  Incubating a human is every bit as tiring as I remember it.  And barf-inducing. 

And then there are these two.  Who are so ridiculously cute, it's just as barf-inducing as being pregnant.

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Things I learned from Diabetes this month: May edition

-It took me until the last month of school to figure out Elise's settings for school days.  Now, to be fair, we did only start pumping in November, but that still seems like a slow learning curve to me.  Anyway, using a combination of bolusing for more carbs than she eats at breakfast, plus a temp basal for two hours will land her in the mid-100s by snacktime.  Remember, this is what works for US and should not be considered medical advice.

-I have discovered that lately I have more patience to wait out a rough patch, and inevitably things always return to normal without any tweaking of numbers.  Those two or three days are awful and usually spent rage-bolusing and temp-basaling, but it is so worth it when things settle down just fine with the original settings.

-I cannot, for the LIFE of me, figure out how to handle pod-change days.  What works for one change, won't work for the next one.  I used to have a great system, but these days I'm scratching my head.  For the record, Elise is awesome at pod changes, it's the aftermath of the numbers that is kicking my butt.

-I used to be great at logging, but pumping has changed all that.  I have Elise's logs all the way back to her dx date when she was on MDI.  I made my own spreadsheet (the Omnipod logs are visually very unappealing to me), but only break it out when something catastrophic is happening.