1998 was going to be an amazing year. My husband and I were overjoyed to be expecting our first son. As a labor and delivery nurse I thought my pregnancy was going to be a textbook experience because I knew just what to expect.
Coming from a Cuban family, my diet revolved around Cuban bread and butter, snacking on pastel de guava, lots of rice and beans for lunch and dinner, and flan for dessert. At 28 weeks I had my glucose screening. A few days later my doctor called me and gave me the results of my test.