A busy week!

Last Thursday we hit the road and headed to Charleston for a few days. Apparently it was even hotter up here in Chapel Hill than it was in SC, but holy hell was it miserable! I tried to put the anxiety over the glucose tests on the back burner and was excited to be home and just have a good time.
We got in town and grilled out with Mom and Dad, the next morning Eric and Dad went golfing while Mom and I met Kellie for a much needed mani-pedi. I decided to go bright blue in honor of my 1st baby shower later in the weekend :) We spent the last night of my 20's at the Yacht Club with the Dews and other than the heat, we had a blast!

I awoke Saturday to my phone beeping with tons of b-day messages (gotta love facebook, haha) and continued our celebration through food... Since I couldn't party and happy hour, we ate. And ate and ate. And with the blaring heat, we laid low, which was nice. Normally birthdays and vacations are go-go-go, but we all just took it easy. Marty called before lunch and I requested that he drink some of my fav's in my honor and it really made my day to laugh with him for a few minutes. We try to text or catch up every week or 2 but with the time differences and his funky work schedule, we rarely get to talk. It just made me so happy to hear his voice and really excited that he'll be back in the states soon... I need my bro!


So like anything these days, as soon as I'm happy, I get a little sad too. I suppose it's only natural. I used to pick on Mom because she'd come up to visit and quickly say "Now, if Marty would just call!" and I'd give her crap for not being happy that she was with me! But, once one of your coup is gone, you have a very strong desire to have everyone else extremely close. Every time I'm home, I think, "now, if Marty were here, this would be perfect!" and every time I hear from Marty, I immediately wish for Patrick to call too. I know that the rest of my family feels this way too, so with a birthday of relaxing, I was able to chill, be happy and sad and be around my wonderful parents, which always always helps.

We headed to Sermet's (my absolute favorite) for dinner and had a blast again with the Dew family. I have spent about 90% of my birthdays with Betsy and/or her family, so it was awesome to be able to see them so much over the weekend too. We ate, drank and Ceylan surprised me with an awesome cake!

 Mom and me before heading to dinner... She wanted to touch my belly, I said no...

But she snuck it in when Dad joined us...

 Pat, Abbi and Eric at Sermet's

 Betsy and Me :)

Pretty Meri (who only smiles nicely when she's laughing at Eric or creeping a hand on my belly apparently...)

Sunday was Baby Shower day! The guys went off to golf again and Mom and I headed to Jessica and Julie's for the main event. It was absolutely beautiful and I loved catching up with everyone. My guest list included women that have really always been there for me and my family throughout the years and to celebrate this baby with them was just amazing. I had promised Kellie that we would not just talk about birthing babies, but I was very wrong, haha. Sorry Kel! It was nice to hear that my mentality of the whole process is quite normal, or at least was normal 20-30 years ago when the other ladies had their children. And it was nice to be in their company to celebrate this time. I was just so thankful for all of the smiling faces and words of encouragement.

Pat took a few belly bumps for me after the shower too!

We ate, again, and I had some awesome macaroons (for the 1st time) and opened tons of gifts. Our son is already spoiled. The shower was great and after all of the excitement I was zonked!
Who knew eating and opening presents could take it out of you like that!?
Eric and I headed back home Monday and spent the last couple of days setting up the nursery some more and cooking out with friends for the 4th.

Updated photo of the nursery--- Throw pillow, alligator mobile and Morris Island Print (b-day gift from Pat & the Dew's <3)

All-in-all a great week. I was able to celebrate and have fun and be around my support system when I wasn't feeling great. My parents took us out and stuffed us and as always showed us an amazing time.
I am truly lucky to have such generous and loving parents and friends.

Oh! And the glucose test! I almost forgot!

I went in on Tuesday, drugged with anti-naseau meds, and was able to get through the entire test! I got a little sick after the 2nd blood draw, but not enough to screw anything up. The nurse promised me she'd call as soon as she got the results and I had just given up on hearing from her after 5:30, but she called and happily read the results. I passed passed passed. She said they were telling people to eat normally before the 1st test, but recommended not eating anything (especially carbs) an hour before drinking the juice, which would've been really helpful considering I ate a huge bagel immediately before drinking the juice for the 1st test. But oh well, I learned my lesson and am so happy that I am not diabetic. I scoured over websites for the past 2 weeks figuring out the causes and solutions and basically I found out that-- 1 in 3 women fail the 1st round of testing and something like 90% of those who do fail do not actually have gestational diabetes--You can be in perfect health and weight and still develop gd-- And it is very different from any other types of diabetes because it is just how your body is reacting to housing a fetus.

Thankfully, my body is handling it fine. I am getting a little annoyed with the mid-wives, but that's another topic to explore after my appointment next week :)

Till then, time to continue the nesting!