Results are in…

And we passed the glucose test. Praise be!

But we failed the test for anemia.

Oh, let me tell you what music that was to my ears. Why? Because I have been so flippin’ tired. Abnormally tired. Like made me question all kinds of things about myself kinda tired.

After work, I would literally drag myself to the bed. I kept thinking maybe this was normal for a 33 year old pregnant girl. Maybe I should just learn how to cope and stop being such a wimp.

And then Saturday would come and I couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed.

At 2:00 pm, I would put some laundry in. Rest. Move the laundry to the dryer. Rest. Load the dishwasher. Rest. Put in another load of laundry.

And then it was 4:00 pm.
So sad.

And absolutely not me. I mean, I like to rest as much as the next chick but really, there are things that need to be done and I rest much better after they’re finished.

I got the call Friday afternoon about the anemia so I ran by the store on my way home from work. Popped my first pill Friday night and by Saturday morning, I was a new gal.

Work was the real test yesterday and I’m happy to report that even though I was a little tired when I got home, I wasn’t drag-myself-straight-to-bed tired.

I know Chris is happy to have his wife back. I’ve really made an effort not to fully express how tired I was to anyone but especially him. We tried so long for this baby. I do not want to complain or take one single second for granted.

Hip-hip-hooray for iron!

Now, since I know everyone is just waiting on pins and needles to see a belly shot…

I don’t know how ya’ll feel but I think baby girl is starting to get pretty big in there.