My doctor’s office called this morning and told me that I failed my 3-hour glucose test. This means that I now have gestational diabetes (or “The Betes” as it’s fondly called in my house).

They are setting up an appointment for me to see a diabetic counselor and I will need to check my blood sugar four times a day every day and keep a diary of my blood sugar levels.

Dear Diary,
I’ve got The Betes and I’ve got the blues…