INSIDE OF TUMMY TO THE WORLD (SAMARADHYA)

It was oct 25th, 2013 my husband's birthday. I was on my 17th week of pregnancy, a very happy moment indeed. But i had a chill run down my spine since i was diagnosed with gestational diabetes and it was my first visit to the dietician center.

The usual process of filling and signing forms, weight check, blood check were all done and I was kinda anxious as to what would be spoken to me for 2 hours..Yes it was a scheduled appointment and we were informed that the first diagnostic meet might take close to 2 hours.

We were called in and there was a person Anna, she was pretty cool and made me feel at ease by explaining to me that this wasn't a disease and it was common during pregnancy, (looks like she had sensed my anxiety). Then went on a long list of do's and dont's , what food to eat and it was done with so much professionalism that i was awestruck when she showed me wax models on the size of fruit i was supposed to eat and the little wax cups to show the amount of rice intake.

Me being a vegetarian and a strict no to eggs, she had a tough time figuring out the equivalent protein supplement in food and ended up with a protein drink. She had a chart writing down what i had to eat, meticulously breaking down the meal on what i had eat for carbs, protein and fat. This she did for each meal. I was spell bound by her sincerity and the love for her job. It was 12.30 pm now. We had stepped in at 9.30 am..3 hours..it was really tiring.

It was His birthday and me being a foodie, additionally pregnant, husband had planned for a date night. Been it any other day I would have been exuberant, but after the dietician meet I was kinda worried about what would be my sugar levels if i ate out. YES in addition to all the above i was supposed to jot down my blood sugar levels 4 times a day and send it to her end of every week until delivery. IT WAS AN ASSIGNMENT.

With much confusion, my husband came to a conclusion that he would take me to an indian restaurant so that it's easier for me to pick recipes per the diet chart, he still insisted that I could do the jotting down from the following day and not to do it that night, coz if the numbers were above normal that would tense me. I nodded for everything half heartedly and thus we stepped out.

We had a hearty dinner although I had this thought in my mind's corner which kept whispering caution. I chose paratha and paneer masala very much by the diet chart..but at the end of the meal the little foodie devil in me kept whispering gajar ka halwa..in the fight between mind and tongue..the tongue did win. I had it.  After eating tummy full, I started feeling guilty. Husband insisted never to take the blood test that night, he said "start fresh from tomorrow". I nodded. We reached home and as the clock was ticking the devil in me insisted to take a blood test. Husband warned me that if i decided to take a blood test , it's sure to be high and  not to get upset. I did it. PHEW the reading was 190..I was obviously upset. But that also gave me a conviction, I told  myself, I will control diabetes only by diet and I will never goto that stage of taking insulin. This i told to myself and went to bed.