1. Well, my glucose screen was 87 mg/dL. Perfectly healthy. In fact, this is probably the one thing that stupifies my doctors the most – that I am perfectly metabolically healthy… all 200 pounds of me. Perfect blood sugar. Perfect cholesterol & triglycerides. Perfect blood pressure. I’m just very large. Sturdy peasant woman physique, I believe Mad Mo called it. Poor doctors, they just can’t cope with reality.
This sort of discomfort with reality is just what happens when you overrely on an unscientific misapplication of BMI.
2. My follow up ultrasound was also perfect. Placenta doesn’t look as previa-ish as last time. Tindómiel’s heart, which we didn’t get a good look at last time, is fine. We got another peek between the legs – definitely a girl. She’s very active, which I can now feel, and is a constant relief, even when she’s headbutting me in my bladder.
3. In non-pregnancy news, Amazon sells food grade sodium hydroxide!! Do you realize what this means?? It means, I’m making real pretzels this Lent! Pretzels with beer cheese dip! Yum!
This lye looks like a real bargin, even with $12 in hazmat shipping. We pay twice that in the lab, easy. But I haven’t bought any yet, so I can’t make any real judgement calls on it.
Lye is crucial for getting real pretzel texture and flavor. The lye dip is what creates the crust and constrains the oven spring, producing a crispy exterior and a creamy, fluffy middle. But lot of people seem to think it’s too scary and dangerous for the home. Bah! We’ve fallen a long way from the days when women would make their own furniture polish with muriatic acid!
I guess I have a different perspective on this, since I routinely use sodium hydroxide solutions at the lab which are ten times the strength of the one for dipping pretzels. Maybe the first time I make pretzels I’ll have Himself help me with a photo safety tutorial.
4. This week’s GeekBaby-ism: “I’m sorry. My brain had a mind of its own!”
It was funny once, but now it’s his constant excuse for being contrary, which is not as cute.
5. So my method for dealing with pregnancy-induced insomnia has been to flip on an audiobook and let it run while I fall asleep. The Audible app has a somewhat persnickety sleep timer, but I can usually set it to run for one chapter and then turn off. I’ve been working my way (slowly) through the Lord of the Rings in this fashion. I use this trick for napping too, and it’s a lifesaver.
So one night this week I was really exhausted and went to bed early without turning on my book. And GeekBaby, as is his wont, immediately got his pajamas on and crawled into my bed to snuggle. And after rustling around for fifteen minutes in a truly annoying fashion, he asks plaintively “Will you turn the book on?”
My four year old cannot go to sleep now without listening to Tolkien. I can’t decide whether this is awesome or not.
6. The Christmas tree went out for the trash pickup today. I’m so proud of myself, we got the tree undecorated and down and out to the curb before Candlemas this year! This is unprecedented.
7. I had the incredibly disorienting experience this week of having a sponsored tweet be actually useful. I hate sponsored tweets with a passion, normally. But this one clued me in to Babies R Us’s annual trade-in sale that starts today. You can bring in any old bit of baby gear (from a variety of categories) and trade it for a 25% off coupon for new baby gear (from a variety of participating brands).
Why is this important? Carseats. Carseats expire. (They ought to have an expiration date stamped onto the seat somewhere.) And, since it’s taken us so long to have a new baby, the nice convertible carseat we got when GeekBaby was born expires at the end of the year. Tindómiel will be arriving in early June, so the seat really only has six months left of use before we’ll need a new one.
But with the trade in sale, we can take our old car seat in and get a coupon for 25% off a new one. Score!
Granted, later in the week we got a flyer from Babies R Us also advertising the sale. But I heard about it first via the sponsered tweet, and so I’m reluctantly forced to conclude that internet advertising actually works.
For more quick takes, visit Jen @ Conversion Diary. She’s getting better, but say another prayer for her anyway.