Baby Franklin #2 brought on a whole new set of challenges. Similar to Jack, I deathly ill and swearing off any idea of additional children. Just when I was starting to make the turn, and my plans to begin my chocolate cake binge at the end to make up for my lost weight, I failed the glucose challenge. What. A. Bummer. I was put on a strict diet, had to test my sugars multiple times a day, and got scheduled for A LOT of doctor appointments. As a Dr Pepper drinker, chocolate cake eater and a carb lover, this was going to be a challenge. My sweet co-workers listened to me day dream about powdered donuts, cheeseburgers, rice krispie treats (I don't normally like these) and all sorts of SWEETS.
So, the question became is it a boy or a girl?! Austin and I were not finding out the sex of this baby. He was not on board with the surprise element with Jack, but I forced the situation. I am sure I pulled the "I am carrying it" card. Austin didn't need any convincing this time. He loved the surprise!
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Wednesdays at 3 were spent like this. Monitoring the baby because of the GD. |
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If this was a girl, I was worried. |
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