[I can't give up coffee.]
I let myself have one cup a day. The first three months I was so nauseous coffee smelled downright repugnant. Repugnant. I was baffled and crushed. Now that I feel good again, dare I say normal again, I want my favorite brew so bad. Oh, Timmy Ho's. I cherish you. I drag you out. I make you last for 30 minutes. Sometimes 45. The weather has been gloriously cold, which makes you taste even better. Like I'm drinking you in Buffalo. I pour you into my favorite mug and I cup you for warmth. Sometimes I take you with me when I'm walking the pug. And with each baby sip, I feel more and more electric. It's a subtle doping. A modicum of caffeine that according to recent studies, is OK for pregnant women. In small doses. So in small doses I take you in. And if I crave you again later that day, I make a cup of hot chocolate. It's a close second. And for now, it'll do. ---
Not that I can “completely understand” you considering I’ve never been pregnant, but while I was drinking my coffee the other morning I thought to myself, “coffee, you are so good, you are like crack to me.” Those exact words floated through my head. But coffee, wine and cheese are why I can’t go Paleo.
We all have something we allow ourselves =)
I allowed myself hot cocoa. And when the weather was too warm, I allowed myself strawberry popsicles. By the time July rolled around, I’d had so many strawberry popsicles that it’s miraculous my child didn’t pop out attached to a wood stick.
Meg: By “paleo” do you mean embarking on a cave man diet? I had to Google it to see what you meant.
I’d say ice cream is another reason why YOU can’t go paleo.
Sarah: Are you suggesting that hot cocoa and strawberry popsicles are a vice? Do you always eat this recklessly? 🙂 Last night I ate a dank German chocolate bar. I’m certain it has 1,000 calories. My Oma gets them from this overpriced German deli. I’m obsessed with them. Last night was the first time I ate one in its entirety without remorse.
And yes, I meant DANK, not dark. It’s a word I use when something is soooo good it’s bad.
Dank..You sound like an old hippie. lol
German chocolates are your high because while pregnant with you. I once ate myself sick with an entire Easter gift box full of german chocolates sent to your dad and I from his Opa in Germany. It arrived early in the day while your dad was at work. I was kind enough to save 1 choc. rabbit for your dad and did NOT mention all else that had arrived with it. He felt bad because I was soooooooo sick that night. I didn’t dare tell him the cause. The next day Oma asks dad if he enjoyed the pkg his Opa sent. He says..package? Oma says yes..I brought over the box and gave it to your wife, didn’t she give it to you? Dad says she gave me 1 chocolate rabbit…there was more? Ahhhhhhh now I know why she was soooooooo sick last night!!!!! LOL
I was BUSTED…damn-it
Mothership: Your comment made me laugh so hard, I’m still laughing as I type this!!! It’s easy to eat yourself sick with German chocolate. I almost did it last night. If Oma had given a nougat bar to Joe I’m certain I’d have eaten his too.
german 101 Herzlichen Dank = Heartfelt thanks!
Pregnancy #1: No coffee, no tea, no coke, no nothing. Same for the entire time I was nursing.
Pregnancy #2: I could barely eat or keep food down, so I wasn’t so religious about avoiding things I enjoyed. As soon as Hank popped out, though, I got a severe headache from the spinal and my doctor told me the only treatment was a caffeine IV, or I could go home and drink black coffee for two days straight. HELLO BLACK COFFEE. She said the amount that would transfer to him was small enough that it wouldn’t matter. She was right (and my headache went away).
I know that’s not the same as coffee while pregnant, but I felt like it was in the Babies and Coffee are Awesome category.
Heidi – I continued to drink iced tea (no more than 2 glasses a day), sushi (albeit it was mostly cooked from Yume), and Normand sandwich from C’est la Vie (ok, so it really should be called a cheese sandwich as it has Brie, swiss and prosciutto). And guess what? Juliette turned out fine (as far as we can tell)! LOL She walked at 10 1/2 months and is as happy as a baby can be. My rationale? Humans have been having babies for millions of years and look what they ate…sticks, rocks, the occasional dead bunny…and our species has continued on.
You do what you can live with – nature will take care of the rest. 🙂
Thank you Jess. You’ve reinforced my take on pregnancy exactly. My preggo motto: don’t be reckless. It’s simple and concise. Granted what’s reckless to one person might not be reckless to another, but you catch my drift.
If you gave up Brie, you’d have to avoid C’est le Vie for nine months!
I would love to meet your little Juliette one day! She looks like a little doll on your FB page.
Heidi-
You’ve got the right motto! Everything in moderation is fine. I had coffee everday and on days I really wanted to live on the edge I had a diet coke too! And don’t forget to enjoy your occasional special treat glass of wine (or your bubbly). One glass here or there won’t hurt anyone – just ask the entire European population! Enjoy your time feeling good now. Second trimester is by far the best 🙂 Happy New Year! 2011 is gonna be great for you guys!
P.S. Thanks for blogging. I’ve been catching up on the past few weeks of posts and I’ve been reading them aloud to Ray as he drives 🙂 They are so entertaining.
You’re so funny! I couldn’t seem to give up Taco Bell during my pregnancy – it was like crack cocaine – it called out to me in the middle of the night. Thankfully, those cravings have since subsided. 🙂