Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Our Little Pilgrim

So, I'm pregnant.

I'm due two days before Biggie's birthday, (Nov. 20th), which is funny because MiniMe was born to days before my birthday, (June 13th). Not that I put much stock in due dates. MiniMe's was June 27th. My mom's due date for me was May 22nd. So in other words, we're not a timely bunch in these parts.

Be glad that I decided to not blog about this in my first trimester. About 2 days after I figured out that I really didn't need to rush out for tampons, Kristine decided she was going to come visit so I decided to wait to tell her face to face. I also considered the fact that things happen & I didn't want to force a bunch of people that have never laid actual eyes on my person feel sorry for me if something went wrong. But let's just say that being pregnant at 34 is a lot different than it was at 29. No, I haven't had morning sickness; I've had evening sickness. It starts right around the time I'm supposed to go in the kitchen & mess around with raw meat, stinky cheese, other generally smelly things. The actual first red flag that I might be pregnant was when I was cooking sausages with cheese & parsley for the fam, lifted the lid to turn them over, & promptly did an about face to vomit into the sink. The only thing that has sounded appetizing to 'me' (I am temporarily hijacked & my taste buds are not to be trusted), is turkey, mashed potatoes, dressing, with gravy & cranberries. Poor Biggie. There is a Bob Evans on his way home that we have developed a first name relationship with. I think it's waning, though. I actually managed to eat a chicken burrito last night, so let's hope I can move on to other foods soon. 

I think I just have an aversion to food I cook, because nothing I can think of cooking for dinner sounds good. Well, maybe some grilled cheese & tomato soup?

5 comments:

Coffeemomma said...

All of my pregnancies resulted in evening sickness. All of them. And that raw meat aversion was also a joy...I couldn't cook for a long time. Oh,and when I was pregnant with Toast I had Ben around, and Ben had severe reflux (he was medicated for it)...so we often had dual vomiting going on. Lovely.

King of New York Hacks said...

Just go with it , the results will make you forget all the bad stuff. Best Wishes and sending you good luck honks from Times Square tonight !!

goddard099 said...

and pie, good pilgrims like pie....

Baby in Broad said...

Cooking while pregnant is the worst. I couldn't do it for the longest time. Everything smelled horrible.

Mimi said...

There was a restaurant near here that sucked hundreds of dollars out of my wallet when I was pregnant. I hope that Bob Evans is giving you priority seating, or something.