#tbt One Year Ago (postpartum)
One year ago I was posting about things being hard with a 6 month old trying to juggle everything in the world all at once.
My high school choir teacher died last weekend. He had pancreatic cancer.
Gestational Diabetes + Depression During Pregnancy
OMG yes both in one post. Aren't you, like, so totally excited?
You want cake is probably what's happening. Me too.
So, we've talked kind of a lot about the glucose tolerance test that you take around mid-pregnancy to see how your body is handling sugar. You take a little one first that is a "screener," and then if you fail that one you take a longer more involved test that can be used to actually diagnose gestational diabetes.
I'm writing about GD and these tests/screens at the same time I'm writing about depression because the glucose testing process is SUCH perfect metaphor for depression in general. And Lordy knows I love a good metaphor.
It's snowing here! Very lightly, but we woke up to schools closed and this very lovely dusting all over everything.
The dogs were ecstatic.
I've said over and over again that I love snow more than most adults should - the whole maybe-missing-work is great and all, but it's just so peaceful. The silence that happens when people are forced to or choose to stay inside? The slowing down of everything that naturally occurs? It's breathtaking. Like everyone takes a big exhale all at once because for once we CAN'T be as rushed or as scheduled as we force ourselves to be, even if we wanted to.