The Halloween Without Candy-A Horror Story

Yesterday was the scariest Halloween I can remember since I was a child and had an unfounded fear of trick-or-treaters.  It made leaving the house on Halloween surprisingly difficult.  I also was scared of 4th of July fireworks which is totally random but true, none the less.
Anyway, yesterday was the day I was diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes!  (cue scary music)  I couldn't believe after years of enjoying sugar, on what should have been the sweetest day of the year, I was being restricted.  WTF Halloween Gods?

I love you candy corn.  You are pure sugary goodness. Never forget that.

The skinny (ahem) on gestational diabetes is that I am pretty much considered a diabetic for the rest of my pregnancy, have to check my blood sugar 4 times a day, count all my carbs and follow a diet from a nutritionist.

According to the American Diabetes Association, you are at higher risk for gestational diabetes if you fit into any of the following categories:

• You're obese (your body mass index is over 30).
• You've had gestational diabetes in a previous pregnancy.
• You have sugar in your urine.
• You have a strong family history of diabetes.

Some practitioners will also screen you early if you have other risk factors, such as:

• You've previously given birth to a big baby. Some use 8 pounds, 13 ounces (4,000 grams, or 4 kilos) as the cutoff; others use 9 pounds, 14 ounces (4,500 grams, or 4.5 kilos).
• You've had an unexplained stillbirth.
• You've had a baby with a birth defect.
• You have high blood pressure.
• You're over 35.

Because I don't fit into any of these categories, I've come to a rock-solid conclusion.  I am magical.  I am a magical sugar fairy.  Where other people lack sweetness, I am overflowing with it.  I'm still working out what all my magic powers are but I assume they're pretty badass.  And I also have a kit with needles to prick fingers which is pretty damn cool.

So I've deemed it my personal responsibility to protect all the world's sugar until my children are born and I can eat it again with reckless abandon.  Watch out Krispy Kreme.  I'm coming for you.  You better have the HOT light on.