Zyg,
you’ve put me in quite the pickle (food pun intended). On one hand, I want to feed
you all the best lentils, kimchi and veggies; on the otherhand, you want none
of it - all you want are sweets/all I want are sweets!
The
aversions (as are far more apparent than cravings) began yesterday. Your father
had taken everything (apples) with him to the BWCA. I had prepared all sorts of
healthy, savory foods for the week, most of which will just sit in the fridge.
This
left me with raspberries and ice cream to eat. When life gives you raspberries
and ice cream, you make a fruit shake! It was delicious, and naughty and
provided none of the support I want to give you.
Today
was a little better - aussie bites, tomatoes, red peppers and lentils. It’s not
easy to meal prep for you when I don’t know what you will crave at the next
turn. My only goal, get enough nutrition in you to get you to the nine month
hurdle. Wish me luck/start craving veggies please!
Regardless
of the goofiness that you already possess, I appreciate your presence. I love
the aversions. I love the burps, the unquenchable thirst, how you’ve thrown my
emotions and my PH for a whirl. I love them, because it tells me you are
here/there/still needy. Please don’t stop needing my nutrients until after
Mother’s Day (due date) or shortly before ;)
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