I truly hope, wish and pray to God, this is just a small
phase in my little life….
I was never someone with a sweet tooth…never ever…but I do
enjoy my occasional snickers and dairy milk and poppins.. As cooking is my
passion, I try out any nice and easy recipe that I come across in the ‘n’
number of blogs that I religiously follow and of course I sample a fair amount
of my cooking. Other than that I never really craved for a chocolate or for that
matter an ice cream.
But now, I don’t mind even if it’s a granule of bournvita
while preparing my son’s milk, one chocos or honey loops (things I normally hate), one teeny slice of
mango, (thank God the mango season is finally over)… be it anything, I feel
like putting a teeny tiny bit in my mouth. I am not a tea drinker, but I don’t mind
a sip of tea from my husband’s cup, I feel like licking the butter knife after making my son's jam sandwich...
Why?? Because am asked not to.. It seems I have gestational
diabetes. When I heard this, I panicked of course. You never can believe you
can get something like diabetes, your neighbour can, but never you. I had the
same feeling, some mistake in my test results, nobody in my family has diabetes
and how in this world can I get it??? Loads and loads of questions…
Finally when I met the concerned Doctor, an endocrinologist,
she convinced me its not a disease, just a mere change in my system due to the
pregnancy and put it across like this: “as soon as your baby is in your arms
and the placenta (the villain here) is in the dustbin, you will be back to your
normal old self”..her words..and yes I was relieved to hear it.. In a matter of
2 months, I will be fine.
I walked out of the doctor’s clinic 3 weeks back and am
still not able to accept the fact. I thought its going to be an easy 2 months, I
just have to avoid anything sweet, oily, etc. But not an easy task as I expected…I
miss having anything and everything that’s just a little sweet…
I know hopefully I can get back to eating sweet in
moderation once my baby is born, this is when I start thinking about the kids
who are diabetic and cant enjoy the usual ice cream at the beach / ice popsicle
with friends / a simple cake on your own birthday...
When compared to this, my life is so full... I have enjoyed my
life all this while and am sulking when am asked not to have anything sweet for
a short period of 2 months. Imagine the plight of an adult who knows he/she is
diabetic and is aware that they might not be able to have anything sweet their
entire life?? I feel ashamed of myself, when I think about others, but at the
same time I dread, “what if this situation continues for me or is back to taunt
me in a few years time??” I keep thinking about it these days, but do I really
have a choice. I know I will learn to live with it just like so many others around me…
