I mentioned in a previous post that I had a blood sugar crash last week, something that typically only happens for me during pregnancy. Maybe you’ll recognize the scientific name for this condition, “low blood sugar” or “low blood chocolate.”
I really didn’t suspect pregnancy since the baby is still nursing heavily. If he got paid hourly, he would be getting a lot of time-and-a-half. I don’t normally get pregnant until the baby has begun tapering off in nursing, and this boy is not tapering unless we’re talking about the taper from his belly out to his head and toes.
After a second and third crash in the past week, I asked my mom for her opinion.
She said that although it never happened when she was nursing girls, blood sugar crashes are par for the course when nursing a boy. Mom nursed 14 children. Case closed.
Apparently the physical strain of nursing a boy is roughly equivalent to actually being pregnant, which could explain why I’m tired all the time even
when if I get 8 glorious hours of sleep.
For those who asked, my symptoms are weakness, shakiness (making it hard to stand or hold a glass), wooziness, irritability, pale skin, and – if it’s a bad one – a rushing sound in my ears that tells me to lie down and get my feet up NOW.
I have monitored my blood sugar during pregnancy so I know that it does get very low and I can reliably identify an “incident.”
Like many ailments common to the female gender, the cure for all this is to eat chocolate, quickly. I’ll bet you already knew that.