The jinx fulfilled

Remember in my last post, I expressed my fears about jinxing myself by boasting about my pregnancy?

I can imagine those of you gasping at your Google Readers and bellowing at Blogger, cursing my folly.

Is there any surer way to invite a jinx than to talk about the potential of being jinxed??

SMACK - gestational diabetes.

This was a huge disappointment but not a huge surprise. I have a family history of diabetes, and that, combined with PCOS and the Clomid I took to conceive made me a likely candidate. I am currently working with an endocrinologist and a dietitian to manage the condition without medication. It is hard every day and I am working on a post about that journey.

SMACK - we have to move.

We are renters. Lame, I know. We had the choice to either buy a home or have a baby. Or have the baby but I go right back to work. Not a choice we relished. We chose to keep renting, have a baby and for me to stay home for a good period of time (up to a year).

Last week our landlord visited and broke the news that he is selling. I have lived here for 9 years, since I was a single gal. It is the longest I have ever lived anywhere. We could stay, but risk having to move with a one or two week old baby. I also do not relish the thought of realtors bringing clients through the house when we have the baby here.

So, we are trying desperately to find a place and move before the baby comes (which will likely be early due to the diabetes.) I am looking on the bright side. Mary did it on a donkey. At least I will have a moving van.

So, at 30 weeks pregnant, I am looking for a new home, packing everything, winding up my practice at work, managing diabetes and trying to keep it all together.

One. Day. At. A.Time.

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