So sometimes I look pregnant, like in this picture. And sometimes I just look
like I ate too many donuts. And other times, like first thing in the morning, my tummy looks
almost normal. It's so strange.
In other news...woohoo! The end of the first trimester is in sight!
I'll spare you all the details, but just like most women, I've had lots of fatigue and nausea. Luckily, not throwing up nausea, just the all day general, garden variety kind. The "I don't really feel like eating, can't handle the smells of food cooking, and don't you dare try to get anything with garlic in it near me" kind. So anyways, I'm ready to have energy again for my very energetic almost two-year-old. And I'm ready to be able to cook for my family again without completely losing my appetite. And of course, it's all worth it, so I'm done being complain-y.
I will leave you with one brief story of my first trimester:
So in December, James and I decided we would try a little experiment.....we thought we would try going vegetarian (the kind where you can still eat fish.) So we did. And I loved it. I loved all the new meals I was cooking. I was even gonna turn it into a blog series called, "The Vegetarian Experiment," of all the yummy recipes I was trying. And then....not too long later....I got pregnant. All of a sudden, all of these things that had quickly become staples of our diet quite literally turned my stomach. Just the thought of a chickpea patty, or a cauliflower stew, or a tofu scramble or whatever else we had been eating made me feel sick. Then there was that one day when the only thing in the whole world that sounded good to eat was a 5 guys burger. And it was delicious. So much for being vegetarian.