This marks the second pregnancy journey I have embarked on in my lifetime, and what will most likely be the last.
Don't get me wrong. I love my kid(s). All the crying, whining, drooling, pooping, fussing, hugging, kissing, kicking insanity. It make's life worth living. But, having been in the trenches with the "terrible twos" for the last 6 months CoffeeMaker and I have decided that tackling man-on-man defense rather than Zone is way more our speed. Kudos to those of you who have 3, 4, 5, 9 children, I couldn't do it. I couldn't do the pregnancies, let alone the parenting.
Some pregnant women are warriors. They go to the gym. They cook dinner every night. They attend every social function on the planet through all three trimesters. I am not that pregnant woman. I am the "Oh my God, somebody get me the thickest curtains you've ever seen and I am not seeing anyone until I can fit back into my jeans," pregnant woman. You can imagine how fun I am for CoffeeMaker and ToddlerBaby right now.
Speaking of CoffeeMaker. Bless his little candy-coated-heart. He's trying his hardest. He knows I'm a monster of hormones, who gained an extra 20 pounds in the first 20 weeks. Who hates all things hair and make-up and sexy right now. But he's trying so hard to make me feel like I'm still special, still a woman.
Anyhoo, while the last 20 weeks have been a challenge, I am finally beginning to feel like my old self again. A little bigger, of course, but more energy, less nausea and a whole lotta love for those of you who have patiently stayed fans of Yumology despite my hiatus.
I'm looking forward to getting back into the kitchen with all of you. I can't promise there won't be melt-downs, hormones, crazy cravings and recipes like Pickle Crusted Cheesecake Omelets, but knowing you're aware of the level of crazy I'm operating at right now might make it a little more bearable for both of us.
Chin-up, Yummies. Only 20 weeks to go.