Pregnancy Tracker: 34 weeks

Size of the Baby: 5 pounds!

Biggest Obstacle: Getting everything ready for the baby.

You've heard of the concept of "pregnancy brain" right? Basically, pregnant women are known for being forgetful or absentminded. I've definitely had moments over the past few months when I could blame my mistakes on being pregnant.

My blunder this weekend was probably due to being in "vacation mode" as much as anything. I have an uncanny ability to do stupid things during holidays or vacations. Once, I locked my keys in my car three times in two days while on a ski trip! I think it has something to do with the relaxed nature of being on a break; apparently I take that to the extreme!

On Thanksgiving Day, my mom, Dennis, and I decided to take a long walk while the turkey roasted. It was a beautiful fall afternoon in San Diego, so we headed out to Seaport Village and the Harbor for our stroll. I'd had a couple delicious little cookies and some bites of baked pie crust with my coffee (again with the baked goods!) So, my blood sugar could've also stood the benefit of a nice, long walk.

Dennis, as usual, offered to carry my glucose monitor. I grabbed my little case and threw a $20 bill in, just in case we needed some cash on our journey. Dennis tucked the meter case safely in his fleece jacket while I pocketed a 100 Calorie Balance Bar (my new favorite snack!) and we were off.

After about 45 minutes of walking, I decided to stop to test. I'd bolused pretty aggressively for my morning treats, and I figured the walking was starting to lower my blood sugar. I tested at 120 mg/dl and since I had plenty of insulin on board, decided to have my Balance Bar. After testing, I tried to tuck the meter case back in Dennis's pocket, however, I couldn't find the right angle, so I set the meter between us while I enjoyed my snack.

We hopped up off the bench and made our way down the harbor a bit farther. After another 30 minutes or so, Dennis asked, "Hey, where's your meter?"

"Don't you have it?" I asked.

"No. Not since you stopped to test," he replied.

Oh no! It hit me. I assumed he'd noticed me trying to put the meter back. However, his jacket was tied around his waist, so it wasn't all that obvious what I was doing with the meter. I'd just left my meter case sitting on the bench!

We quickly turned around and made our way back. We actually got a good workout since we picked up the pace considerably!

Unfortunately, the little black meter case was no where to be found. Dennis asked at a tourist information stand if anything had been turned in, while I asked a couple people who were loitering in the area if they'd seen it. No luck.

Dennis, who apparently should have been a detective, suggested we check the trash cans in the vicinity. Maybe, someone took the cash and dumped the meter. We glanced in the garbage can directly next to the bench and what was scattered along the top? FreeStyle test strips! I assume they were the used ones I had collected in the side pocket. We chose not to dig in the trash to see if the rest of the supplies where buried in there! But, it was interesting to have the confirmation that someone indeed took the meter.