Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Yesterday was my glucose test. I just can't ever relax before being poked by a needle. I hate it. I get nauseous and dizzy and brought almost to tears just from a little blood draw. I hate feeling like such a woos. I have never succesfully donated blood. And no, I didn't wear my "I tried" sticker around campus.
Anyway, the baby is doing well and I've only gained 17 lbs. so far, so it wasn't too bad of a check-up.
Today is Tuesday which meant we went to lunch with Grandpa. We went to Waldo's BBQ where I had a delicious pulled pork sandwich and we all shared some really great cobbler. I love food. My kids ate great and were darling. I am full and the kids are in bed for naps. What more could I ask for?