The baby’s latest request. Don’t ask me, I just work here. And yes, I eat the yellow part last. Moment of the day: Crying on the toilet, where I was tinkling for the tenth time today (the quadruple T). Why? Was watching When A Man Loves A Woman, and just thinking about Meg’s monologue at […]Read Post ›
My cravings are rebellious. Pre bun in the oven days, I could have cared less about tuna salad. I ate it maybe twice a year. Post bun, I dream of tuna salad. Tuna salad on crackers, tuna melts, tuna salad salad…but tuna is a preggo no-no. I can have it once a week at the […]Read Post ›
First of all, I cannot believe I cooked this: Onions, garlic and bacon for collard greens and baked beans. Hurl. Ribs. Hurl. Baked beans. Hurl. Rigitoni with ricotta, basil and Italian sausage. Woah. Stir-fried veggies in hoisin sauce. Seriously, cooking is completely an act of will at this point. I have discovered, however, that the […]Read Post ›
All day sickness has kicked in. It seems to peak during the night (could be that I’m the least distracted and notice it more?), so I sleep whenever and try not to cruise the internet at 3am for first trimester horror stories… I’m learning that no matter how nauseous I feel, eating the moment I […]Read Post ›
One of the big excitements of the day was toast. Yes, until today we did not own a toaster. No, there is no good reason. Also, we do not own a coffee maker, because we don’t drink coffee. Bizarre, I know. My body cried out “toast!” this morning so I sprinted to Bed, Bath and […]Read Post ›
Mandy Unruh 