In case you don't know, I'm pregnant.
I hope you were sitting down so the shock of this new revelation didn't hit you too hard.
yup. Preggers.
By the end of this summer, I'll be the mother of four beautiful children.
I am not one of those people that has a terribly hard time being pregnant. I get nauseous, but not super sick. I don't really throw up. I get tired, but not irrationally so.
My belly does get HUGE, but that's a post for another day.
I've been thinking today about my appetite. Or more aptly, my LACK of appetite. I hate trying to eat when I'm pregnant. All I can think about is food, and what I want to eat. I think I've got it--THE thing that sounds good. And maybe, even, it is the thing that I wanted, but there is something about it that makes it, just....not as good.
In fact, not much tastes truly terrific to me during this gestational time. I eat to survive, but the glory and beauty and pleasure of it is gone. It's sad, because I am one of those people who truly dines. (I'm the slowest eater in my family. Always the last at the table.)
SO nine months of no appetite is rough,
But I do have something to look forward to.
That first meal.
Mothers, you all know what I'm talking about right?
That first meal after the baby comes. While you're in the hospital. After you're stitched up, and cleaned up, and the nurses come and put warm blankets on you, and take the baby to clean it up and dress it for you, they ask that beautiful question:
"What would you like to eat?"
Right after Calvin was born, they brought me a turkey sandwich, with lettuce and tomato and pickles and extra mayo, coleslaw and a veggie soup on the side, and a chocolate milkshake (can you hear the hallelujah chorus?)
After nine months of just eating to survive, FINALLY the bon appetit was back in full swing!
That may be the best meal I've ever had in my entire life. Fabulous doesn't even begin to describe it. It was HEAVENLY!!!
I would go through nine months of no appetite just to have a meal taste that good again.
I'm already anticipating that first meal this time around. What will it be? It doesn't matter. I can't wait.
And in totally unrelated news, I finally got my pictures to download, so here are my cute little raspberry plants that poked out of the ground a few weeks ago:
aren't they cute?
And here's my peach tree all a'bloom.
awesome, eh? I love spring!
3 comments:
That was one of the best posts...ever.
Wow, we are soooo opposite when we're pregnant. I get super sick, super tired, super moody, and I eat a ton. After I have the baby, food tastes like cardboard for a few days. Weird.
I know exactly what you are talking about. When I am pregnant, food looks good, smells good (mostly), and sounds good, but when I sit down to eat it...nothing. I usually end up forcing myself to eat. Unless of course we are talking about a bag of Funyuns or chocolate cake. I could eat all of that.
My midwife with Lily told me it is part of morning sickness. Interesting.
Anyway, yeah, my first meal with Owyn was pancakes but I was so tired it doesn't count. The fried chicken afterwards was heaven.
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