I won't lie...I cried about it. At the risk of sounding whiny, I had a horrible headache all day after I took the one hour test for GD and iron pills notoriously destroy my stomach and make me feel miserable. The thought of having to do either of these things made me want to throw up, but that being said, I just wanted to get it over with right away. Unfortunately, that was not to be either, so it looks like I'll have to dread it for another week or so.
Now, I know I was a little over-dramatic to cry about it. After all, I failed the one hour test with Penn and passed (just barely) the three hour test. And then with Jude, I passed the one hour test, but ended up being placed on the GD diet anyway later in my pregnancy, so I really shouldn't have been surprised. Not to mention, I'm on iron pills at least once every year. Crazy hormones...
So, I ended up feeling pretty annoyed for the rest of the day and was not looking forward to going to my class for Experiencing God tonight. As a matter of fact, when I realized that I would have to leave our house without eating supper in order to make it on time, I almost decided that it wouldn't hurt me to stay home one night, but finally I decided that for some reason, I just wanted to go.
So I went. I was hungry and had to use the restroom mega-bad, but had no extra time to satisfy my appetite or my bladder. I shuffled into my chair and found a stack (or smiley face shaped assortment) of little candies sitting at my seat as if someone knew I might need a little chocolate to tide me over until I got the chance to eat my supper. Then, as I got a little more settled, one of my classmates, who I haven't even met personally, walked over to me with two of the cutest little flower pops made from baby spoons and baby washcloths. She said she wanted to give them to me for my baby on the way. Such a small token that meant a lot to me.
|Aren't they cute? I'm totally stealing this idea...|