Wow, all of your lovely, kind and positive comments on my post announcing the addition to our family have filled the last couple of days with many, many smiles and warmth. I mean, really, some of you even jumped up and down for us! We are so honestly touched. A few of you asked how I’ve been feeling, and asked about our due date. Our doctor estimated our due date would be November 16th, and our first ultrasound pegged it at November 20th, which I guess is the more accurate prediction.
As for how I’ve been feeling, well, I think I’m one of the lucky ones. I really don’t want to be one of those pregnant women who complains all the time. I’ve been very, very lucky when it comes to classic pregnancy symptoms and have all but managed to escape morning sickness. I’ve had the odd bout of queasiness and only one occasion of actually throwing up, which had more to do with the crippling migraine-like headache I let go for hours and hours until in the middle of the night I just couldn’t take it anymore.
The only complaint I have so far has to do with food, naturally, but not my inability to eat it or to keep it down. It’s just that over the last several weeks eating food has become a mysteriously frustrating part of my every day routine. Sure, I get hungry, sometimes enormously hungry. I ate the entire breakfast special at the local diner not that long ago (three eggs, bacon, two slices of whole wheat toast and home fries) for the first time ever, and I could have eaten the whole thing over again once I’d finished. Other days I’m famished and there is absolutely nothing in the house that appeals to me whatsoever. I’ve become extremely picky. It’s not that I’ve decided I don’t like a certain food anymore, it’s just that I’m not able to imagine the food in question being put into my mouth and then into my stomach. Graham came home with a bag of sour cream and onion chips for me the other night and I didn’t eat a single one of them. NOT ONE POTATO CHIP. He seemed insulted, honestly, and I thanked him for thinking of me but couldn’t really explain to him how I just couldn’t bring myself to eat one crumb of those thoughtfully purchased chips. And historically, they’ve been my weakness.
Grocery shopping has become an exercise in extreme frustration because I want to buy everything and at the same time want to buy nothing. It’s the ambivalence about food that is ultimately so annoying. Coming up with something to cook for dinner that Graham and I will both like is next to impossible.
The only food that I can say for certain I always enjoy these days is a fruit smoothie. I have lots of frozen mango chunks and strawberries in the freezer, and I combine those with some yogurt, orange juice and a couple of ice cubes in the blender and that filling cool, fruity yumminess is about the only thing I’ve enjoyed eating in the last month, with the exception of that diner breakfast special.
And on that note, who wants to meet me for eggs?
I always feel that way about food! I have the hardest time grocery shopping for myself (for the kids or Josh it is easy, but picking out my lunch food or breakfasts is killer) because I never know what I’ll feel like eating from one day to the next. It IS frustrating, but I’ve always been this way. I also tend to find one thing that is appealing and eat it repeatedly until I am just siiiick of it. I’m a picky eater, indeed.
I’m so glad you are having an easy pregnancy! That is great news.
I’m delurking to say YEAH for November babies! My birthday is November 20!
I’d do it again in a heartbeat 
I loved being pregnant- but I puked a LOT! Starting around week 9? Don’t know why- but my baby is now 5
And I understand “THE HUNGER”
But don’t worry- if you need to complain at some point it’s okay too
And I will totally meet you for eggs
Omg you made me so hungry for smoothies and eggs. Thanks lol!
I only really ate egg sandwiches at the beginning of my pregnancy, until I was about 14 weeks and then couldn’t stand the sight/look of them lol!
I hear you. I lived on pink lemonade. It quenched my thirst and it was cold and all in all it just made me happy. Food was an afterthought…however I still managed to gain 60 pounds !!!!!
Due date? DUE DATE??
WAHOOOO!
*chanting while doing the cabbage patch* You’re going to have a bay-bee. You’re going to have a bay-bee.
Congrats darlin’! I’m so thrilled for you.
I’m right there with you in the food issues. NOTHING sounds good. And sure when I can find that perfect thing (sugar free jello at the moment) I want to eat buckets and buckets of it, but that jello stuff doesn’t grow on trees and so I lament.
I have found my taste buds have reverted so a 5 year old version of myself. I have eaten a ton of PBJs and hard-boiled eggs (like all the ones I was supposed to dye for Easter) and apple slices dipped in peanut butter.
Oh god, Amy, you’re bringing it all back for me. I went off red peppers. Suddenly, they all smelled and tasted like soap. Soap? Really? Once I found something I liked, I ate a LOT of it. Brunch was a favorite, so I really like your eggs story. I’m always up for eggs, so let me know if you’re in the hood! The food likes/dislikes will for the most part shift and change over your pregnancy, probably: I was totally OFF LATTES for 4 months, then suddenly I wanted them again. But no red peppers was a constant. Have fun with that …
Bacon….I read bacon.
Now I’m in a bacon trance.
Congratulations.
And…bacon.