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In the middle of helping out at Sam’s preschool Valentine’s party last week, my iPhone notified me that I had received a voicemail from the nurse at my OB’s office.  Not good.  I had taken the 3-hour glucose test on the previous Friday.  They said they’d call if there was a problem.

Sure enough, I flunked the test.  It isn’t the first time.  I had gestational diabetes when I was carrying Jack, too.  So, it’s been a while, but I pretty much knew what to expect.  There are upsides – like a better diet, less weight to lose after birth, a decrease in heartburn… But, there are also negatives, like — hang on a sec.  I gotta go prick my finger…

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Okay.  I’m back.  Where was I?  Oh, yeah.  The negatives of GD.  Oh, wait…  I just got blood on my keyboard.  Hang on while I wipe it off…

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Back.  Again.  Negatives… Oh, how about NO CARBS???  NO SUGAR???  NO SWEETS of ANY kind?  That kind of sucks.  Oh, and no milk (or very little) which stinks, ’cause I absolutely crave it while pregnant.  I also need to find a way to get more protein.  I haven’t been big on meat, but I do like peanut butter… of course, without bread, I guess I’ll be eating it off a spoon.  Eggs are recommended, but I cannot even stand the smell, much less the sight of eggs right now.

Oh, well. I’ll work it all out.  Right?  And this little guy will be much better off for it (despite having a crabbier mom).

I do have to admit, though, that despite getting the fateful news on Friday, I didn’t exactly jump right on a carb-free/sugar-free diet.  It could wait a couple of days, right?  So, for Saturday, to go along with Dan’s awesome Valentine’s Day feast, I made a cake.  From scratch.  I’d seen a recipe in the paper for a red velvet cake with white chocolate icing.  Mmmmmm.  Looked easy enough.

After three trips to the store (seriously), I had all the ingredients I needed for the cake and got to it.

Unfortunately, the recipe required one to mix red dye with egg whites before combining them with the other ingredients.  As I mentioned above, I have an aversion to eggs right now.  It’s hard enough for me to handle them, much less handle them with red dye mixed in.  Do you know what this looks like?  Ugh!  I imagine they could use the combination for fake blood during a slasher movie.  Gross. I think it’s the only thing that looks as much like blood as blood itself.  Not cool for a pregnant woman.

Somehow, I managed to choke back the bile in my throat and finish making the cake.  Lacking my original enthusiasm, I skipped the homemade white chocolate icing and covered it with store-bought butter cream frosting.  It turned out pretty good.  The kids certainly didn’t complain.  But, after Dan’s exquisite dinner of steak and crab legs, it wasn’t quite the ending it could have been.  It also wasn’t quite worthy of my last sweet item before starting a new diet.  Of course, what would be?  If you could only have one more sweet thing in your life – candy, cake, etc. – what would it be?