Or you could be like me and get a phone call saying your stupid blood clotted so now we have to re-do your one hour glucose test. Maybe they didn't exactly say my blood was "stupid" but those were my thoughts when I had to go in again yesterday for the joys of glucose testing. Stupid blood. Did you have to clot? Did you have to cause me to spend my day off sitting in the doctors office? Am I not there enough as it is?
Hopefully by Friday I get a pleasant phone call saying that my blood is no longer stupid but is in fact pretty awesome and I passed. I would prefer those words exactly but I will accept other variations.
I am a little sad that we only have one ultrasound left and it is scheduled so close to my due date that the next time we see little Sadie just may be on the outside. At least her stretching, kicks and hiccups keep me reassured :)