"Your baby is going to be so fat," a friend told me with a smile last spring. To some people, there is nothing cuter than a chubby baby, so calling a baby fat is somewhat of a compliment. But for someone with type 2 diabetes, who has struggled with her weight for a good part of her life, the fat baby comment stings.

"You have diabetes, so of course your baby's going to be chubby," she continued. "They call them sugar babies."

It's a label that left me steamed for months. My child wasn't even born yet and already he's being called fat. I could envision a plump future laid out before him. Shopping in the husky section. Getting picked last in gym class. Being called Jupiter during lessons on the solar system. All this before the cruel middle school years. (READ MORE)

So, when I left you in my diabetes diagnosis debacle, we were all screaming at Harry and Ruth for not knowing more about diabetes (even though Harry was studying to be a diabetes educator. Yeah, seriously.). (READ MORE)

Prior to the birth of my son, I'd never been in the hospital before. I know the nurses have experience treating diabetes, but I was still worried about how my blood sugar would be managed.

Every diabetic reacts differently to the same situations. And living with the disease day in and day out for a few years-and managing to keep my a1c under 6 the whole time-really makes me an expert in what works for me and what doesn't.

What doesn't work for me is white flour, white rice, white potatoes, sugar or corn syrup. What does work is lean protein, healthy fats, whole grains, vegetables and fresh fruit, and, most importantly, food combining. (READ MORE)

It's sad when a basic necessity becomes a luxury. But as a new mom, I'm learning fast that things I once took for granted, like a daily shower or a quick trip to Starbucks for the new Sugar-free Gingerbread Latte (yum! have you tried it?), are all too hard to come by these days.

The worst of it is sleep. During pregnancy, I was warned by parents everywhere to enjoy my sleep while I still could. And I knew having a baby in the house would make it difficult to catch a few Zzzs. But I honestly was not prepared for just how bad it would really be.

I'm lucky if I get four hours in a 24-hour period.

It takes a real toll on my mood (just ask my husband) and my energy level. Now research shows this chronic sleep deprivation is bad for my health and weight. (READ MORE)

As a type 2 diabetic woman, I was shocked to discover how little information is available about pregnancy and diabetes. At first glance, it looks as if there's a ton on the topic. Google "pregnancy and diabetes" and several million pages come up. But dig a little closer and you'll see the majority of those pages are about diabetes of pregnancy, or gestational diabetes. (READ MORE)

I know I said never again, but lately I'm finding myself thinking, "Next time, I'll do this, that and the other thing differently."

Yes, I'll admit it. My little boy is so ridiculously cute these days that I'm actually thinking about doing it again. I know, crazy. But for the next few paragraphs, I'll at least entertain the idea.

Next time, I will see fewer doctors. I was in a group OB practice, a group Maternal Fetal Medicine practice and a group PCP. Not counting a dermatologist and chiropractor, I saw no less than 13 different doctors during my pregnancy. Seven different OBs, three maternal-fetal medicine specialists, two PCPs and one endocrinologist. If I were to do it over again, I would find an obstetrician or perinatologist who specializes in diabetic pregnancies and was not a member of a group practice. Maybe a team of two, but not a group. (READ MORE)