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to take it easy
to listen to my body more
to sleep
to stop drinking caffeinated coffee
to drink more water
to drink some juice sometimes
to put my feet up
to breathe
to practice peace
to be more patient with Eva and Quinn
to smile
to enjoy this moment
Alright, I am possessed. I have no control over what I eat; it has been given over to the baby controlling my appetite. This baby loves spicy Mexican food. All of the chiles are delicious right now: jalapeno, pablano, serrano, Hatch Green chiles, etc. Not too hot, but good hot. For the first time in my life, I roasted my own chiles from the farmers market. I made in the past couple weeks: homemade enchilada sauce for chicken enchiladas, huevos rancheros and variations on that, and many many burritos- veggie, breakfast, bean and cheese etc. It amazes me because although I grew up on good ole Tex-Mex in West Texas, my daughter will not even eat ketchup and I could not even eat mild salsa or guacamole and chips with that pregnancy. I missed those foods, but couldn’t tolerate them one bit. I wonder if this one will be drawn to spice in it’s life too, the way it is now growing inside me. I would say that our daughter isn’t so drawn to spice necessarily but to comfort; this one is different already.
It is a strange satisfaction that comes with pregnancy and eating. I’m not a real food lover like some people I know. I’d say I’m a practical cook. We eat simple but nutritious foods, but pregnant I’ve become obsessed. It’s good too, because my confidence in my cooking is growing also. My husband has elected the enchiladas with the homemade sauce to be our new dinner for when we have company. Yay cravings.
Well, I’m finally reunited with my computer.
I spent 5 weeks of off and on puking in St. Louis at my mom & dad’s house with the kids. Michael worked and came to Colorado for some summer work. The weeks drug on for what seemed like forever at my mom’s. Maybe because I didn’t have any energy, or because their yard isn’t fenced and it seemed like we would all go stir crazy indoors since no one wanted to sit in the heat to watch them play outside. My mom’s energy and mine were both so low we could hardly keep up with Eva and Quinn. Poor kids. They went from being so good, to just out of control some days. I finally got to where I could get out with them in the mornings like the 4th week we were there and they were a lot better with some activity.
Now, we’ve been in Colorado for a week and it’s been nice. They’ve been mostly good. The grandparents came up and visited for a few days and I really took it nice and easy then.
I’ve been puke free for a whole week now! YAY! I look pregnant now too. hmmm
I’ve had to get maternity wear b/c none of the clothes I brought fit me. I’m 16 wks now and I look more I think. I’ve even managed to gain 5 pounds. I feel the baby fluttering around in there now. Not everyday yet, but enough. It’s a reassuring feeling since I haven’t seen my midwife since right before we left for St. Louis. I have an appointment at the end of next week in Arizona, so we’re going to have to get home for that.
The responsibility of a third kiddo is weighing on us lately and making us consider our future much more seriously. We’ve been talking about the kind of childhood we want them to have and whether Phoenix, Arizona is really the place for it. Since we’ve been in Colorado for a week the discussion has definately turned to whether Denver would be a better place to raise our family. What a hard topic, especially while I’m pregnant, emotional and not my most rational being.
