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When I was pregnant with our first child, I felt incredibly fortunate: a textbook-smooth pregnancy, minimal nausea, working right up to the morning of labor (six days past my due date!). All seemed perfect.
But when we planned our second, I knew there might be added challenges: I was a bit older, already had a toddler, and life was busier. What I didn’t expect was how hard it would get.
My first trimester sailed by. At about 26–28 weeks I took the routine glucose screening for gestational diabetes (GD). You fast, have your blood drawn, drink the sugary solution, wait an hour, get drawn again, then again after another hour. I didn’t worry – I eat well, exercise, and rarely crave sweets.
But then I got that call: one of the three readings was out of range. I had GD.
I was in denial. How could I have it? I eat healthy. I move regularly. Yet, the diagnosis stood: I needed to enter the GD program. I figured it would be brief—“we’ll see you in a week or two, you’ll be fine” was my internal narrative.

In the U.S., roughly 8 %–10 % of pregnancies are affected by gestational diabetes; globally the rate is closer to 14 %.
GD occurs when your body has a difficult time using insulin during pregnancy. Extra sugar circulates and crosses the placenta. This triggers the baby’s pancreas to make extra insulin and results in added energy stored as fat — which can lead to risks for both mom and baby.
First, the dietary overhaul. Six small meals a day. High protein, low carb. Two standout rules:

Next: blood-glucose checking 4 times a day (after each meal) with a meter. Overwhelming? Yes. Stressful? Absolutely. But necessary.
After two weeks following the diet and monitoring, they reviewed the pattern. My fasting number refused to budge. No matter how I tweaked diet or exercise, it stayed high. That meant I had progressed to what they called “type 2 gestational diabetes” — meaning I would require insulin. I felt like I failed my body—and my baby.
We met with doctors. We weighed options: oral medication (metformin) or injectable insulin. After research, we chose nightly insulin injections—I would inject myself in the stomach each night for the rest of the pregnancy. I hate needles, but of course I did whatever it took for a healthy pregnancy. I started at 8 units/night, and as the baby grew, that rose to 36 units/night.

I added a 10–15 minute walk after every single meal. I started maternity leave a few weeks early to reduce stress (because — yes — stress affects blood sugar). Timing of meals became rigid. Everything shifted.
Here are some of the go-to meals and snacks that helped me:
Breakfast
Eggs + toast with butter or avocado. (No dairy or fruit in the morning → helped stabilize numbers.)
Snacks
Dinner
Bedtime snack
This was the toughest: they wanted ~14 g protein + ~15 g carb + ~5 g fat. I eventually settled on a protein shake (~30 g protein, 1 g sugar, 5 g carbs) plus a handful of almonds. Because once the numbers dropped, the relief was significant.


GD isn’t about being “lazy” or “eating too many sweets.” It’s a glucose‐intolerance condition that develops during pregnancy when your body can’t use insulin as efficiently. Extra sugar circulates, crosses the placenta, leads to elevated fetal blood glucose → triggers the baby’s pancreas to make extra insulin → extra energy gets stored as fat (which is not ideal).
And when you see your own numbers consistently high, it’s frustrating and emotional: disappointment, shock, the feeling that your body isn’t cooperating. You feel like you’re letting yourself and your baby down—even though you’re doing everything “right.”
After I delivered her, all my numbers went back to normal and I celebrated by eating a sandwich with white bread! I cried happy tears when I ate, checked my glucose monitor and all was normal again.
If you’re reading this and facing GD—whether diet‐controlled or insulin‐needed—you are not alone. You are not to blame. This is a condition of the body, not a moral failing. With the right support, food planning, monitoring, movement and mindset, you’ll figure it out—just like I did.
Stay tuned for Part 2 (“Now”), where I’ll revisit this story from my perspective as a 40-year-old woman, now high‐risk pre‐diabetic, applying those lessons forward, bridging pregnancy past to present wellness.
If this post resonated with you, I’d love to hear your story. Leave a comment below or reach out on Instagram at @reshmasondagar
And if you want to watch the birth video reel I made when my little girl finally made it earth side and my diabetes magically disappeared you can watch that here.
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