Ever since announcing our exciting news last week, I’ve been working on new posts for the blog (and when I say working on new posts, I mostly mean thinking of REALLY GREAT IDEAS when I’m walking the dog, but forgetting them by the time I get home – but I digress).
Now, I’ve always been a big fan of food. And eating…but it was not until this recent development in my life that I noticed how much food plays a role in my everyday functioning. As a runner, I’m no stranger to the terms “Hangry” or “Runger,” but believe you me, I had no idea how much pregnancy would warp my idea of filling my belly.
I had read in my many online forums, What to Expect books, and heard from doctors and fellow mamas that pregnant women basically need to transition from the traditional idea of three square meals, to a more “eat all day” grazing schedule. I thought this was just a suggestion….IT IS NOT. In fact, not adhering to this DOCTRINE has rendered me, more than once, into a state of nausea from being hungry. FROM BEING HUNGRY! EVEN IF I JUST ATE AN HOUR BEFORE! What is this sorcery?
Of course, not all
pregnant women are the same, but once I learned this lesson for myself, life got a lot easier. Packing small snacks, like bits of cheese, nuts, dried or fresh fruit, or even digging through my desk for saltines has been a LIFESAVER – of course, all washed down with LOTS of water. Like, filling my 20-oz Tervis three times in my 5 hour work day kind of LOTS of water.
So, once I cracked that code, life was a lot more harmonious. Over the next few weeks, I had a few STRONG cravings…mostly carby…that took over, especially when I was at work, far from the things I so desperately needed to eat RIGHT THEN AND THERE. These included, as depicted: a plain Auntie Anne pretzel with an icy cold lemonade, cheese pizza from Costco (just 1 slice…but I did buy the whole thing to bring home that day!), pad thai with tofu from Pei Wei, and a #7 Turkey and Provolone sandwich from Jersey Mike’s.
That last one, I have to admit, was the result of a magical day: May 22. I had an appointment with one of my midwives and she announced to me that the “no deli meat” rule listed in many pregnancy books was basically outdated and overly restrictive. She said, “now, I wouldn’t eat a deli sandwich everyday, but once every once in a while is nothing to be afraid of.” HALLELUJAH! I had actually been abstaining from them, after reading about the dangers of listeria, so I drove myself STRAIGHT to the closest sandwich shop after that appointment and enjoyed every last bite of that dang sub.
Other than those four food “groups,” I’ve been pretty good about balanced eating (okay, I admit I have since returned for two more pretzels, and this week, I NEEDED a plain “Little” cheeseburger from Five Guys), but overall, pretty good. I’ve gained a total of 4 lbs so far, which is pretty reasonable at this point.
What I didn’t realize – until recently – is that I would gain a whole lot of AVERSIONS to food that I never have had before. Like I said….I like food. However, even the mention of the following items is enough for me to feel woozy and disgusted:
- Ketchup (used to love, now I gag just picking up a packet or bottle for hubs)
- Pickles (so NOT typical?)
- Ice Cream (again)
- Bacon (what?!)
- Chipotle (even the idea)
Moving out of the first trimester now (we’ve just made it to Week 14 this week) I am looking forward to feeling more like “myself” – and now that the world knows, my goal is to update at least once a month with general notes – and yes, for those who have asked – BUMP pics – in addition to *gasp* more general posts to this poor, neglected blog (blame the hormones on my low energy at this point!)
So, I leave you with one image so far of my physical state – my latest purchase from H&M – something I hope will be accommodating at least for the next few months as I “grow” into this new mama role 🙂
What’s your favorite food?