This morning, my BS was 142. Then I ate and did the dishes (there were so many) and it dropped it 124. So when I ate again (with my brain gears movin), I did some much needed housework, it dropped again to 98! I'm still going to stick to a low carb diet - still eat what I've been eating, just do something afterwards. But now I feel that I can eat and get full without worrying too much about my BS sky rocketing (which probably means that I can finish off my tortellini). But for now, my goal is to keep it around a certain level, it's been a roller coaster so far, and I've been doing all right with keeping it below 120. Now I need to work on a healthier range. Now that I have a fuckin clue.
As long as I have some chores or something.....eventually I'm going to run out! Hubby'll be happy because that'll mean I'll be doing some of his chores. Now I have the motivation to start doing preggo yoga again, whereas, although I was saying that I was going to start it up again, certain fears were in the back of my mind, relating to my miscarriage. As I've stated, I haven't taken or done anything with this pregnancy that I did with that one. I think at this point, I may just be superstitious, which is weird because I'm not a superstitious person. But it's still in the back of my mind and I can't seem to shake it...but eventually....I am going to run out of things to keep me busy all the time (especially since I still haven't found a job). And let's face it, there are going to be days when I won't feel like doing shit. A gentle exercise would really help. I'm aware that there are low impact exercises aside from yoga that I might try if I can't get over my superstition.
I'm not going to rush into anything and just eat whatever, I'm still in the testing stages. I'll see what my FBS (fasting blood sugar - taking the BS as soon as you wake up after not eating for 8-12 hours) says tomorrow.
Obviously inactivity is one of the reasons why I have GD (most likely, aside from family history and being overweight), food is fuel for our bodies to work. To move. Much like gasoline in a car. Just sitting there, after eating, that shit's just going to build up and be stored as fat. And in my case, as high blood sugar.
I was telling my hubby last night, that I think having GD is a blessing in disguise. Yes, it's for our son, but it's also benefiting me a great deal, in terms of forcing me to do things that I've been wanting to do, things that I've been needing to do. Our son's a pretty great motivator!