Showing posts with label food issues. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food issues. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

second trimester ambitions

Well this is written in ambitious anticipation. As this is my 12th week, I am now nearing the close of my first trimester. So I have decided that all of my first trimester symptoms are going to end (silence! no dissent!). As such, I am soon going to start having plenty of energy - no more couch-sitting-wall-starring for me - and eating normal food again (vegetables!). But before that happens, here's a list of all those crazy things that I have eaten in the past three months, particularly the things which you might otherwise have thought I would never eat again:
  • mac&cheese
  • frozen pizza - any pizza really - as long as it's sans veggies
  • bagels, bagels, more bagels with cream cheese
  • icing (yes, off a cake - eeeww!)
  • white rice with butter
  • Fettuccine Alfredo
  • Olive Garden
  • hamburgers at least weekly
  • lots of fruit juice
  • ramen noodles
  • taco bell (7 layer burrito - which was as disgusting as I should have known it would be!)
  • 40 oz steak(s)
  • organic cheesecake (may have to continue to eating this)
Do you see the theme? teehee - so much for my pre-baby ambitions for infusing him/her with health and vitamins from the day of conception. Well if my preferences don't change, I think I'll have to change the menu anyway to save the marriage. Although Joe has been surprisingly tolerant of our new eating style, lately it has become evident that he is getting tired of it. Last week he made veggie stir-fry and threatened me that he'd name the baby Kale if I didn't eat it!

Wednesday, August 1, 2007

"who are you and what have you done with my wife?"

I think this is Joey's favorite phrase lately - at least once a day he gives me the look of "I can't believe I heard you say that" - usually related to food. For the first time ever, I am having a really hard time doing anything healthy. Believe it or not, I don't like vegetables anymore, which pretty much means, I don't like anything that we used to eat. No salads, no sandwiches, no soups. No carrots or sweet peas for snacks.

I knew something was amiss when I was in the Boston airport - reading the menu for Au Bon Pain and thinking - usually, I would have a hard time deciding between all of these delicious items, but now I am having a hard time convincing myself that I could choke down any of them - so I went a few steps down the hall and got a cheeze pizza from Sparro!! Impossible - I thought my life was ending. Joe said "you hate pizza". Followed over the next few days with "but, you don't like mac&cheese" and "are you sure? we've never bought frozen lazagna - you aren't going to like it". Now he's getting used to my new preferences (although he insists there is no pattern - other than veggie-avoidance), and he accompanies me late at night to Burgerville for a hamburger or to the grocery to buy ramen-like noodle packages, with only a little astonishment, and I hear things like "of course you want that - it's full of salt and fat - everything we like!" Fortunately, they do make organic frozen pizza and all-natural beef is pretty easy to find in Portland. Maybe I am trading one sort of health for another: detoxified, but full of clean junk!