I found this link on the blog "Baby, You're Making Me Sick!" Check it out:
Living With Hyperemesis
Excellent blog. I haven't been through it all yet, but it is another pure-HG-only blog. She wrote part of it in retrospect, after her diagnosis, and the rest on an as-you-go basis. Her baby was born this past May, so this is a recent blog. Definitely worth checking out, and a good resource to share with anyone not understanding HG.
Thanks for sharing - excellent resource!
Saturday, July 31, 2010
11 Months
On Monday, our baby will be eleven months! I cannot believe it's been nearly a year since his birth! It honestly feels like it was just a few months ago, and yet how much has happened since then.
One thing I cannot get over is the night-and-day difference between our sons - it's like they came from different parents, different states, different countries. Wow.
Our first son: A very challenging baby, though adorable. Cried for hours on end. Has been extremely bright, smart, advanced, curious, stubborn, opinionated, motivated. He has been a challenge from day 1, and he still is. Learning how to parent him has been like taking an advanced Master's degree in parenting, and I've been running to keep up with the coursework ever since he was born. Very active and extremely advanced physically - completely mobile before 6mos (he would arch his back and push off with his legs, scooting backwards on his head) and walking at 11 mos. Could climb before he would walk.
Our second son: An extremely mellow, laid-back, easy-going, sweet-tempered, delicate baby. Many more health issues (all minor) than #1, who has hardly known a day of ill health in his life. Content, plump, mild-mannered. All of our nicknames for him are descriptors of his adorable chubbiness (and thus will have to be dropped before he gets much older) - Chubs, Tubby, Chublet, Wee Pork Chop, etc. etc. etc. He is utterly unmotivated physically - at nearly 11 mos. of age, he just last week turned over for the first time. I doubt he'll be even crawling for several more months. It's not that he has "problems," but that he is simply happy happy happy. While #1 was, in a word, driven, he is simply content to sit back, slurp succulently on his hands (both at once, if possible), and watch the world go by. He can be fussy, but it's nothing on the scale of baby crankiness, and on the whole he is a dream baby.
I remember our pastor's wife saying that one of her babies was like what Jesus must have been like as an infant, and this one is very close to that.
For example: I can actually walk into the bedroom with him, he being fully awake, and put him down in his crib to let him fall asleep. Yes, SERIOUSLY! Is that not a miracle? It is wonderful! In fact, I can put him down and then walk around the room doing things, or lie down myself to sleep! Occasionally he'll be momentarily fussy, but on the whole he'll just suck on his fingers and gaze around until he dozes off. That's right! Wallow in your oozing jealousy, my friends!!
With our eldest, we had two choices when putting him to bed. We could spend an hour nursing him to sleep, or we could listen to screaming. A lot of screaming. At some point he would did learn to go to sleep on his own if he was drowsy and we played his mobile, but then we'd be rushing into his room every 2 minutes to reset it - "Quick! The mobile is running down! Run!!" And we'd have to do an army crawl across the floor after he was in bed, because if he saw/heard us, he'd be up in a second and we'd have to start over.
Can I say there's a bit of a contrast?
When our eldest was a few months old, we visited some friends who had a baby a wee bit older than ours. At some point in the evening, she left with the baby and came back a few moments later without her. I said, "Where's the baby?" My friend said, "Oh, I put her to bed." I puzzled over that mystery for YEARS. Literally, years. I couldn't figure it out. How exactly do you just "put a baby to bed"? In my mind, there were two options - a very long nursing session, or listening to a lot of crying. Nothing in between.
Now I know. And it is wonderful. Mmmm.
I am very thankful to have had what (at this point, at least) seems to be our "harder" child first. For one thing, it lets me learn all the hard lessons first and then have an easier time with the next, which I much prefer. A friend of mine told me that her first was her easy child and her second was her hard one, and her second child hit her life like a lead brick - it turned her world upside down. So did #1 for me, but I'd rather have that happen when I don't already have another child in my life!
Secondly, I know that I would have been one conceited mother if I'd had an easy child for #1. "You see that beautifully behaved child over there? Yes, that one? He's mine. And he's so perfect because of my parenting. If you parented as well as I do, then your child would be perfect too. Too bad. Tsk tsk tsk." My first child is in the business of keeping me humble. :)
Though it does make me afraid to have another - you just can't make temperaments to order! And there's no guarantee that it will stay this way. One friend of mine told me that her "easy" one actually hit the toddler years harder than her "hard" one. If that be the case for me, I am really in for it. Ye gods!
But nowadays I am just enjoying the sweets of having an easy baby!
One thing I cannot get over is the night-and-day difference between our sons - it's like they came from different parents, different states, different countries. Wow.
Our first son: A very challenging baby, though adorable. Cried for hours on end. Has been extremely bright, smart, advanced, curious, stubborn, opinionated, motivated. He has been a challenge from day 1, and he still is. Learning how to parent him has been like taking an advanced Master's degree in parenting, and I've been running to keep up with the coursework ever since he was born. Very active and extremely advanced physically - completely mobile before 6mos (he would arch his back and push off with his legs, scooting backwards on his head) and walking at 11 mos. Could climb before he would walk.
Our second son: An extremely mellow, laid-back, easy-going, sweet-tempered, delicate baby. Many more health issues (all minor) than #1, who has hardly known a day of ill health in his life. Content, plump, mild-mannered. All of our nicknames for him are descriptors of his adorable chubbiness (and thus will have to be dropped before he gets much older) - Chubs, Tubby, Chublet, Wee Pork Chop, etc. etc. etc. He is utterly unmotivated physically - at nearly 11 mos. of age, he just last week turned over for the first time. I doubt he'll be even crawling for several more months. It's not that he has "problems," but that he is simply happy happy happy. While #1 was, in a word, driven, he is simply content to sit back, slurp succulently on his hands (both at once, if possible), and watch the world go by. He can be fussy, but it's nothing on the scale of baby crankiness, and on the whole he is a dream baby.
I remember our pastor's wife saying that one of her babies was like what Jesus must have been like as an infant, and this one is very close to that.
For example: I can actually walk into the bedroom with him, he being fully awake, and put him down in his crib to let him fall asleep. Yes, SERIOUSLY! Is that not a miracle? It is wonderful! In fact, I can put him down and then walk around the room doing things, or lie down myself to sleep! Occasionally he'll be momentarily fussy, but on the whole he'll just suck on his fingers and gaze around until he dozes off. That's right! Wallow in your oozing jealousy, my friends!!
With our eldest, we had two choices when putting him to bed. We could spend an hour nursing him to sleep, or we could listen to screaming. A lot of screaming. At some point he would did learn to go to sleep on his own if he was drowsy and we played his mobile, but then we'd be rushing into his room every 2 minutes to reset it - "Quick! The mobile is running down! Run!!" And we'd have to do an army crawl across the floor after he was in bed, because if he saw/heard us, he'd be up in a second and we'd have to start over.
Can I say there's a bit of a contrast?
When our eldest was a few months old, we visited some friends who had a baby a wee bit older than ours. At some point in the evening, she left with the baby and came back a few moments later without her. I said, "Where's the baby?" My friend said, "Oh, I put her to bed." I puzzled over that mystery for YEARS. Literally, years. I couldn't figure it out. How exactly do you just "put a baby to bed"? In my mind, there were two options - a very long nursing session, or listening to a lot of crying. Nothing in between.
Now I know. And it is wonderful. Mmmm.
I am very thankful to have had what (at this point, at least) seems to be our "harder" child first. For one thing, it lets me learn all the hard lessons first and then have an easier time with the next, which I much prefer. A friend of mine told me that her first was her easy child and her second was her hard one, and her second child hit her life like a lead brick - it turned her world upside down. So did #1 for me, but I'd rather have that happen when I don't already have another child in my life!
Secondly, I know that I would have been one conceited mother if I'd had an easy child for #1. "You see that beautifully behaved child over there? Yes, that one? He's mine. And he's so perfect because of my parenting. If you parented as well as I do, then your child would be perfect too. Too bad. Tsk tsk tsk." My first child is in the business of keeping me humble. :)
Though it does make me afraid to have another - you just can't make temperaments to order! And there's no guarantee that it will stay this way. One friend of mine told me that her "easy" one actually hit the toddler years harder than her "hard" one. If that be the case for me, I am really in for it. Ye gods!
But nowadays I am just enjoying the sweets of having an easy baby!
Summer Challenge: Week #6
Anyone who has been counting will be thinking, "Hey, what happened to weeks #4 and #5?"
Don't be too picky! When one is as far behind as I am, one can't complain about semantics. Actually, I'm doing #6 because it's the easiest and the fastest, and will make me feel like I'm making the most progress!
You can read the original challenge (it's very good stuff), but in short, the assignment for the week was:
"Make your husband a priority. Ask him what his favorite dinner, dessert and drink are. Be sure to serve him all three one night this week. Bonus: cook his favorite dishes all week long!"
I haven't done it yet, but I did ask him (though I forgot about the drink part) and wrote his answers (peanut chicken and lemon icebox pie) into the menu for the week. Consider it done!
He got the funniest look of alarm in his eyes when I said, "So, hon, what's your favorite dinner and dessert, because I'm going to make it this week." I could just see the buttons going off in his head. "Wait, what's the special event/anniversary that she's remembering and I forgot? Or what is she going to ask me for? Or tell me that she did? Ack!" So I took the opportunity to reassure him that this was just me being nice, not a forgotten occasion or my chance to spring a horrible surprise on him. ("Guess what, dear? I've just bought a new car with a credit card I got in the mail!" etc. etc. etc.)
I'll have to think twice before taking up a challenge again! It's been fun, but I simply cannot keep up with these weekly assignments. Yikes!
Don't be too picky! When one is as far behind as I am, one can't complain about semantics. Actually, I'm doing #6 because it's the easiest and the fastest, and will make me feel like I'm making the most progress!
You can read the original challenge (it's very good stuff), but in short, the assignment for the week was:
"Make your husband a priority. Ask him what his favorite dinner, dessert and drink are. Be sure to serve him all three one night this week. Bonus: cook his favorite dishes all week long!"
I haven't done it yet, but I did ask him (though I forgot about the drink part) and wrote his answers (peanut chicken and lemon icebox pie) into the menu for the week. Consider it done!
He got the funniest look of alarm in his eyes when I said, "So, hon, what's your favorite dinner and dessert, because I'm going to make it this week." I could just see the buttons going off in his head. "Wait, what's the special event/anniversary that she's remembering and I forgot? Or what is she going to ask me for? Or tell me that she did? Ack!" So I took the opportunity to reassure him that this was just me being nice, not a forgotten occasion or my chance to spring a horrible surprise on him. ("Guess what, dear? I've just bought a new car with a credit card I got in the mail!" etc. etc. etc.)
I'll have to think twice before taking up a challenge again! It's been fun, but I simply cannot keep up with these weekly assignments. Yikes!
Friday, July 30, 2010
Monday - A New Era
Monday is going to be a big day around here - the beginning of preschool! Or really, "pre-preschool," as I signed our 4y0 up for a 2x/week 45-minute class that falls within the boundaries of the city's preschool program but isn't their "real" preschool - that will start in September. But technically, it's still "preschool."
I am a nervous wreck.
Not so much about "starting preschool," because I'm pretty sure he'll hate it anyway. Or rather, not hate it, but hate being left - he is especially clingy at the moment. Right now I'm thinking along the lines of unrepentant bribery to make this thing work. No, what I'm nervous about is more about "Are we really doing the right thing?" You see, I have never come to a place of complete peace in the school v. homeschool debate. I simply can't feel 100% at peace with either decision (I've tried them both on for size). When I decide on school, my mind immediately goes into the "But we should be homeschooling!" mode, and when I decide on homeschool, I right away begin to think "But I don't want to homeschool!"
Being that I am a nervous wreck having any decision in my life open and unmade (I have an intense need for finalized decisions, even over issues that may never come up in our lives), this has made me extremely uptight for the past year. I have been praying intensely that whichever decision God truly wants us to make, he would make that abundantly clear to us so that I could (1) make a decision and move forward in it without doubt and fear, and (2) stop this eternal struggle in my heart about what is right.
So, as we start preschool, here are the things we will be watching for:
(1) Does our son enjoy it?
(2) Do we, as a family, enjoy being a "school" family?
(3) Are we dealing with continual rounds of illness?
(4) Is our son becoming, in the words of a friend, "peer dependent"? (My friend put her kids in preschool and eventually decided to homeschool because she saw her children transferring their allegiance, source of example, and source of beliefs to their peers rather than their family.)
(5) Do we see good results - socially, academically, morally?
If any of the above results in negative outcomes, I am open to reconsidering the homeschooling question. In the meantime, I'm trying to force it through my thick skull that we are just trying out this non-homeschool option, and that it won't be too late to re-make our decision after we start preschool if we decide that that is not for us. In other words, I'm not signing our names in blood just by signing him up for preschool!
Honestly, if I had a full time housekeeper I'd be much more open to homeschooling - I'm just so tired of living under the incredible strain (for the past 5 years) of having a home that is messier than I can handle emotionally - plus the "no free time" issue - as a former only-child, that has been beyond-stressful.
Of course, the school (for K-8) that we're considering, is a 60%-in-school, 40%-at-home program, so we will still be "homeschooling" to some extent. And a friend of mine, who is officially homeschooling, considers preschool with the city to be just an extracurricular that she adds onto her daughter's school program. So there are different ways of looking at it all around.
Being a stress-case type of person, I have entirely too many unmade decisions in my life for my liking! Let's see:
(1) School or homeschool?
(2) More children, or not? And if so, planned or unplanned?
(3) DH's job - he is not really satisfied where he is, so the possibility of move is a constant
(4) Birth community involvement - Right now I'm just a birth blogger, but I would eventually like to be more involved - and I have no idea how.
(5) Church home - We've been looking for 7 months now, and are no closer to finding a new church to call home (except in that we have crossed quite a few churches off the possibilities list)
When I think too much about these things, I just want to scream! As I've said, I do NOT do well with unmade decisions. All of these decisions are now on my prayer list, and I'm hoping to be able to cross at least some of them off at some point in the near future - i.e., the decision has been MADE and I don't have to think about it anymore!
Okay, enough venting! I need to go wake the kiddos up. As I just posted on Facebook, our youngest son has gotten into the habit over the past week or so of waking up in the wee hours of the morning fussing/crying for a good hour, then laying awake and cooing/thrashing/partying, then eventually falling asleep (oh-so-conveniently) just before our alarm goes off. So Yours Truly is not experiencing a lot of sleep! Hopefully that phase will be over soon.
And when I get another chance to blog, I'll write about all the positive things that are going on in my life! :)
Have an awesome weekend, all!
I am a nervous wreck.
Not so much about "starting preschool," because I'm pretty sure he'll hate it anyway. Or rather, not hate it, but hate being left - he is especially clingy at the moment. Right now I'm thinking along the lines of unrepentant bribery to make this thing work. No, what I'm nervous about is more about "Are we really doing the right thing?" You see, I have never come to a place of complete peace in the school v. homeschool debate. I simply can't feel 100% at peace with either decision (I've tried them both on for size). When I decide on school, my mind immediately goes into the "But we should be homeschooling!" mode, and when I decide on homeschool, I right away begin to think "But I don't want to homeschool!"
Being that I am a nervous wreck having any decision in my life open and unmade (I have an intense need for finalized decisions, even over issues that may never come up in our lives), this has made me extremely uptight for the past year. I have been praying intensely that whichever decision God truly wants us to make, he would make that abundantly clear to us so that I could (1) make a decision and move forward in it without doubt and fear, and (2) stop this eternal struggle in my heart about what is right.
So, as we start preschool, here are the things we will be watching for:
(1) Does our son enjoy it?
(2) Do we, as a family, enjoy being a "school" family?
(3) Are we dealing with continual rounds of illness?
(4) Is our son becoming, in the words of a friend, "peer dependent"? (My friend put her kids in preschool and eventually decided to homeschool because she saw her children transferring their allegiance, source of example, and source of beliefs to their peers rather than their family.)
(5) Do we see good results - socially, academically, morally?
If any of the above results in negative outcomes, I am open to reconsidering the homeschooling question. In the meantime, I'm trying to force it through my thick skull that we are just trying out this non-homeschool option, and that it won't be too late to re-make our decision after we start preschool if we decide that that is not for us. In other words, I'm not signing our names in blood just by signing him up for preschool!
Honestly, if I had a full time housekeeper I'd be much more open to homeschooling - I'm just so tired of living under the incredible strain (for the past 5 years) of having a home that is messier than I can handle emotionally - plus the "no free time" issue - as a former only-child, that has been beyond-stressful.
Of course, the school (for K-8) that we're considering, is a 60%-in-school, 40%-at-home program, so we will still be "homeschooling" to some extent. And a friend of mine, who is officially homeschooling, considers preschool with the city to be just an extracurricular that she adds onto her daughter's school program. So there are different ways of looking at it all around.
Being a stress-case type of person, I have entirely too many unmade decisions in my life for my liking! Let's see:
(1) School or homeschool?
(2) More children, or not? And if so, planned or unplanned?
(3) DH's job - he is not really satisfied where he is, so the possibility of move is a constant
(4) Birth community involvement - Right now I'm just a birth blogger, but I would eventually like to be more involved - and I have no idea how.
(5) Church home - We've been looking for 7 months now, and are no closer to finding a new church to call home (except in that we have crossed quite a few churches off the possibilities list)
When I think too much about these things, I just want to scream! As I've said, I do NOT do well with unmade decisions. All of these decisions are now on my prayer list, and I'm hoping to be able to cross at least some of them off at some point in the near future - i.e., the decision has been MADE and I don't have to think about it anymore!
Okay, enough venting! I need to go wake the kiddos up. As I just posted on Facebook, our youngest son has gotten into the habit over the past week or so of waking up in the wee hours of the morning fussing/crying for a good hour, then laying awake and cooing/thrashing/partying, then eventually falling asleep (oh-so-conveniently) just before our alarm goes off. So Yours Truly is not experiencing a lot of sleep! Hopefully that phase will be over soon.
And when I get another chance to blog, I'll write about all the positive things that are going on in my life! :)
Have an awesome weekend, all!
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Pre-Conception Diet, Update
Last night, after discussing it with DH, I decided that I am going to try going straight to Phase III of the "Pre-Conception NVP-Prevention Diet" instead of going through the torture of Phase II "just for fun." I'm also going to work on reducing carbs overall, learning gradually to eat like the diet recommends and collecting recipes that work - kind of a gradual process. I'm also going to continue to work on getting sugar and white flour out of our diet. Then hopefully, when (or rather, IF) the time comes that we want to do the diet "for real," I'll be more prepared to jump into Phase II than I was this time. I think I needed more preparation time (to research, to gradually reduce refined carbs, etc.) than I allowed myself this time.
We celebrated with frosties. :)
I actually welcome the challenge - it should be a fun project to work on. Though I make most of our food from scratch and even do stuff like homemade yogurt, our diet does still have a lot of white flour and sugar. It will be fun to improve on that, as well as to learn more about diet. I'll post on what I find!
Here's an interesting finding: I have always had problems with fatigue - for years and years. I would get up in the morning, feel fine, eat breakfast (usually cereal or some form of bread), and then within 30 minutes crash and feel horribly drowsy, sleepy, and exhausted for the rest of the day (until late afternoon, when I would wake up). I've gone to a naturopath about this, posted on forums, done research - no dice. BUT, over the past year or so since I've been trying to incorporate more protein and vegetables and decrease wheat, I have noticed vast improvements - amazing. And whenever I go back to a wheat-based breakfast, the fatigue is there immediately. Yesterday, when I binged on granola, the fatigue came right back.
Now, I'm not saying it's always 100% - but I have noticed that my mornings are better when I don't eat wheat, and I think I'm going to try to keep up with that. I am so thankful! I have always been a low-energy person, and I tend to kill people if I don't get an afternoon nap most days, but ditching morning wheat has made a huge improvement for me. That's been a big improvement, entirely aside from NVP issues!!
Also, I notice that, for myself, I tend to use grain-based carbohydrates as "excuse" foods, i.e. foods that let me be lazy. For example - it's a lot easier to grab a bagel or cereal than it is to spend the time chopping vegetables for a veggie omelet. It's easier to make a sandwich than a salad; to add bread to a meal rather than the fuss of vegetable preparation, etc. etc. etc. Grains let me be lazy, while vegetables demand thought, planning, and prep time. Another challenge to work on!
Thoughts, anyone!
Having already overspent my allotted time, I had better get back to what I was doing! Happy Sunday, all!
We celebrated with frosties. :)
I actually welcome the challenge - it should be a fun project to work on. Though I make most of our food from scratch and even do stuff like homemade yogurt, our diet does still have a lot of white flour and sugar. It will be fun to improve on that, as well as to learn more about diet. I'll post on what I find!
Here's an interesting finding: I have always had problems with fatigue - for years and years. I would get up in the morning, feel fine, eat breakfast (usually cereal or some form of bread), and then within 30 minutes crash and feel horribly drowsy, sleepy, and exhausted for the rest of the day (until late afternoon, when I would wake up). I've gone to a naturopath about this, posted on forums, done research - no dice. BUT, over the past year or so since I've been trying to incorporate more protein and vegetables and decrease wheat, I have noticed vast improvements - amazing. And whenever I go back to a wheat-based breakfast, the fatigue is there immediately. Yesterday, when I binged on granola, the fatigue came right back.
Now, I'm not saying it's always 100% - but I have noticed that my mornings are better when I don't eat wheat, and I think I'm going to try to keep up with that. I am so thankful! I have always been a low-energy person, and I tend to kill people if I don't get an afternoon nap most days, but ditching morning wheat has made a huge improvement for me. That's been a big improvement, entirely aside from NVP issues!!
Also, I notice that, for myself, I tend to use grain-based carbohydrates as "excuse" foods, i.e. foods that let me be lazy. For example - it's a lot easier to grab a bagel or cereal than it is to spend the time chopping vegetables for a veggie omelet. It's easier to make a sandwich than a salad; to add bread to a meal rather than the fuss of vegetable preparation, etc. etc. etc. Grains let me be lazy, while vegetables demand thought, planning, and prep time. Another challenge to work on!
Thoughts, anyone!
Having already overspent my allotted time, I had better get back to what I was doing! Happy Sunday, all!
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Update
Greetings, all!
I hope that you all are very, very well! As any readers can tell, I am not spending a lot of time blogging, but I wanted to check in while the rest of the family is (all at once, *gasp!*) napping!! (Though of course the sound of my typing will probably wake up our eldest - if we ever buy another house, one of the main things we'll be looking for is bedrooms that are around a corner and not in a location where every event in the main of the house can be seen and heard from the kids' bedroom. Not that that's been annoying or anything. :)
I started doing the pre-conception diet on Monday - not because we're trying to conceive, just as a dry run to try it out. It has actually been harder than I expected, and I was only in Phase I - the part where you have to give up white flour/cornmeal, potatoes, white rice, and all added forms of sugar. The white rice wasn't a problem (don't really eat it), nor were the potatoes, but the sugar and the white flour have been HARD. It's not that I eat a ton of processed foods, but I do make a lot of dishes that have flour and/or sugar in them or their accompanying side dishes - barbecue, sloppy joes, chicken tetrazzini, spaghetti sauce, chicken and dumplings, cornbread, biscuits, chicken a la king, chicken pot pie - in honesty, I'd have to say that a majority of my recipes have either white flour or sugar in them in some form. And having it forbidden makes it worse (I have a bad habit of starting to crave anything that is forbidden).
Today, being that I plan/planned to start Phase II on Monday (the super-hard no-carb phase), I decided to be a little lenient and ended up blowing it big time - granola, a donut from our beloved Cherubini's, you name it. And I find myself extremely disinclined to continue the journey any further, especially as I don't have a really defined end goal in mind (i.e. "we want to conceive and I want to avoid NVP") - it was just "for fun" (plus a little weight loss thrown in. So... will I keep going? I don't know. I'll have to rally my forces and see if I can stir up enough gumption to give it another go. But passing up the white nectarines at Sprouts yesterday (Phase II is obviously no-fruit) was extremely difficult and disheartening - and I don't have a lot of will-power left! We'll see.
Well, so much for blogging - our youngest is up and squawking! I'll have to update on the rest of my life later. Happy weekending to you all!
I hope that you all are very, very well! As any readers can tell, I am not spending a lot of time blogging, but I wanted to check in while the rest of the family is (all at once, *gasp!*) napping!! (Though of course the sound of my typing will probably wake up our eldest - if we ever buy another house, one of the main things we'll be looking for is bedrooms that are around a corner and not in a location where every event in the main of the house can be seen and heard from the kids' bedroom. Not that that's been annoying or anything. :)
I started doing the pre-conception diet on Monday - not because we're trying to conceive, just as a dry run to try it out. It has actually been harder than I expected, and I was only in Phase I - the part where you have to give up white flour/cornmeal, potatoes, white rice, and all added forms of sugar. The white rice wasn't a problem (don't really eat it), nor were the potatoes, but the sugar and the white flour have been HARD. It's not that I eat a ton of processed foods, but I do make a lot of dishes that have flour and/or sugar in them or their accompanying side dishes - barbecue, sloppy joes, chicken tetrazzini, spaghetti sauce, chicken and dumplings, cornbread, biscuits, chicken a la king, chicken pot pie - in honesty, I'd have to say that a majority of my recipes have either white flour or sugar in them in some form. And having it forbidden makes it worse (I have a bad habit of starting to crave anything that is forbidden).
Today, being that I plan/planned to start Phase II on Monday (the super-hard no-carb phase), I decided to be a little lenient and ended up blowing it big time - granola, a donut from our beloved Cherubini's, you name it. And I find myself extremely disinclined to continue the journey any further, especially as I don't have a really defined end goal in mind (i.e. "we want to conceive and I want to avoid NVP") - it was just "for fun" (plus a little weight loss thrown in. So... will I keep going? I don't know. I'll have to rally my forces and see if I can stir up enough gumption to give it another go. But passing up the white nectarines at Sprouts yesterday (Phase II is obviously no-fruit) was extremely difficult and disheartening - and I don't have a lot of will-power left! We'll see.
Well, so much for blogging - our youngest is up and squawking! I'll have to update on the rest of my life later. Happy weekending to you all!
Monday, July 19, 2010
Hyperemesis Poem
Becky, the HG Mama and Birth/VBAC activist at "Refuse to be a Womb Pod" posted this poem of her hyperemesis experience - very descriptive and brutally real. Thanks for writing, Becky!
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