Detestable Injectables?

In case you have been wondering how we have been doing. We're fine. Little Walter is still full of energy and spent his morning harassing the other kids at play group. Yep, that was my boy locking people in the play house and having a slapping fight over a Care Bear. What can I say? I am pretty sure he gets it from his father.
For those of you that don't know I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. I know many of you know because I find it calming to complain about it on a regular basis. This means that for the rest of my pregnancy (a mere 26 weeks or so) I will have to watch everything I eat and test my blood 4 times a day. I am allowed approximately zero good desserts. I can have anything sugar free, in moderation of course. Unfortunately, the sugar free desserts do not appeal to me at all. I have been trying them (ice cream, jello, pudding, etc.) and it isn't working. I also only get fruit the second half of my day. This isn't too bad but I would occasionally like a banana in the morning or maybe a peach, strawberries, anything. And, the hardest part of all is the lack of carbs. I get anywhere from 15 to 45 carbs depending on the meal or snack. Did you know that one serving of Freschetta frozen pizza in 48 carbs? A piece of bread is 20ish carbs which means a sandwich is 40ish carbs. That means that regular sandwiches are pretty much out.
It hasn't been fun or terribly easy but I am pulling through...I think. The bad part is that even though I have been good about my sugars and carbs, my sugars have still been high the last three mornings. I was told to keep up with my testing through the weekend and if they continue to be high then I will be put on injectable insulin next week. I am hoping that my pancreas will kick into gear and this won't be necessary but we shall see.
That is my latest update. Everything else is still right on track. I am still able to wear my normal jeans and at the end of the day, that makes me really happy. : )

The Rest

I really intended to do this post earlier but well, I don't feel good. I am exhausted pretty much all the time and the nausea is about to kill me. But enough about my whining.
Here is the rest of vacation:

Some more beach action

A trip to the Morro Bay aquarium. Walter really liked these guys. The rest of the stuff scared him. I think this is mostly because it was so dark and the fish were half dead. I suppose you really get what you pay for (it was only $2 each).


Best investment we made on vacation...matching seals. Inexpensive and they didn't fight over them. Marvelous.

We (not me) had a rousing game of horseshoes at the beach.

Tuesday (I think) we took a trip to Pismo Beach where we had delicious cinnamon rolls and did a little shopping for sunglasses. We also walked the pier where my son kept trying to climb over the railing into the ocean.

In the evening we took another trip to the park. This time my son was trying to figure out how to steal some kid's car. He really was eyeing it.

Wednesday, Walter and some of the family took a trip to Hearst Castle. Since I had already been and I knew that Little Walter would take to it so well I decided to stay home with him.


Wednesday or Thursday, I can't remember which, we took a walk and my son decided to climb on/dance with some rocks.

Thursday we took a trip to Cambria where I got a massive peanut cup. It made me quite happy, if you couldn't tell.

And, afterward we drove to the sea lion place. I am not sure what it is called but I am sure most of you have heard about it. It is the place where something like 10,000 sea lions come each year as they migrate. This picture is Walter pinching a sea lion.

The last day we took a family picture in this big patch of ivy. Luckily, we all made it out without poison oak or ivy.
The end of the trip was the long drive home and all of the laundry and unpacking. We didn't get pictures of that because it isn't very exciting.
The End.