otherwise i might be panicked over all of this {33 weeks}

when i get to the top of the stairs my legs feel like jello.

33 weeks and about all i've got ready are binkies.

priorities in check over here.

good thing they give you diapers in the hospital too, 

otherwise i might be panicked over all of this.

not sure we're going to be at all ready for this one guys.

somebody get me a DOUGHNUT!!! {i PASSED}

I PASSED!

I PASSED!

I PASSED!

I PASSED!

so now this means eric is going to hear it from me on friday 

about how i was right and he was wrong,

and he can finally be satisfied that i just have big babies.

some one get me a doughnut!

and some frozen yogurt!

peanut butter frozen yogurt!

and a reese's egg!

GLORY BE!!!

it's time to celebrate! 

and by the way,

IT'S SUGAR.

can they really not make it taste better???

i have officially tried every last flavor of these fancy little pint sized beverages,

and you know what?

they all suck.

the lemon lime probably tastes the best right out the cages, 

but then it left this biting after burn in the back of my throat that made me feel like i should chase it with a slice of lime in a really bad awful way.

they all just need carbonation.

can we not add carbonation?

the first hour was the worst.

i felt like i was going to barf and pass out all at once.

and apparently i failed the 4th blood draw,

which is rare,

but that's how i roll so it's to be expected.

something about me not peeing enough?

i think that's what megan said when she called this morning.

i'm so happy i could cry!

so goodbye to twister with my body parts.

i literally look like a full on drug user 

with bruises covering my hands and the crease of my left elbow.

black and blue all over.

goodbye to me having to worry about watching sugar and carbs for the next 9 weeks.

HELLO FREEDOM, 

and HELLO chocolate peanut butter ice cream:)

and the peeps i've been saving since sunday.

chocolate dipped.

mmmhmmm.

my left arm produced nothing.

go figure.

zip, zilch, nada.

so the 4 blood draws after they tried the left arm that i guaranteed them would produce,

had to come from my hands.

left hand

right hand

left hand

right hand.

at some point in the middle of it all, 

andrea sent me a text saying it sounded like they were playing twister with my appendages,

and why couldn't they at LEAST use different color bandages to make the game fun.

it really cheered me up.

the fabulous phlebotomist cheered me up too. she rotated them for me.

god bless her, she was real kind.

i was glad to spend 3 1/2 hours of my moring with her.

watching parenthood on netflix,

slouched over on a wooden chair and up against a cold painted wall.

no couches.

no padded seats.

just me, lindsay the phleb, and that hard wooden chair.

i mean really, the varicose veins were in bad shape by the end,

but i didn't even care because i was just so happy when that 4th blood draw was over,

and i got to eat that half a peanut butter and honey sandwich i had packed for myself at 7:45am.

good grief,

i'm glad i never have to do that ever again.

now i can go back to complaining about JUST varicose veins:)

the end.

F.

so i failed my glucose test.

and eric made megan call me to tell me today.

because for sure i wouldn't have believed him if HE would have called.

because he already played that trick on me once.

and here i am with my perfectly round belly feeling like i just got an F on my midterm.

and it's kind of got me a little depressed.

cause aint nobody likes failing a test.

especially not one that requires you to take a 3 hour test.

with fasting.

and 4 blood draws.

and everything that comes with it if you don't pass that one.

this 4th baby man,

he's changing all the rules.