Momstinct: The Art of Trusting Yourself


One of the benefits of being a new parent is learning to trust my momstinct. No, I haven’t developed a new smell after becoming a mom (at least, if I have, no one has told me so). That’s what I call my mommy instinct. It’s amazing how dead on it can be.

Back when Siddhartha was almost seven months old, he got sick for the first time. As is often the case, it started in the middle of the night. Continue reading


Me Want Foooood!


Written on November 9th:

I’m finally feeling better! Yay! It was for about a month that I was feeling sick and extremely exhausted. Even after my dr. prescribed me drugs, the nausea felt better, but I just didn’t feel as though I could do much. I think I was just feeling weak from being so exhausted and from not eating enough.

Even after the nausea mostly went away I didn’t feel as though I could eat. Everything seemed gross or at the very least not at all appetizing. It’s hard to explain how I feel better now because there isn’t much I can specifically put my finger on. I just feel better. I can eat without feeling like I have to choke food down. I guess that does make a big difference. I’m still not super gung ho about eating, but it does feel a little easier and there are more things I can imagine myself eating.

I’ve even started craving a few things, like olives, or apples and bacon. Yes, apples and bacon together. A crisp, tart Granny Smith apple topped with a crunchy salty slice of bacon. My pregnancy tongue has invented a new appetizer! Does it sound tasty?

*Photo by Alan Berman

Pregnancy: The New Weight Loss Drug

My baby

Written on October 26th:

It has been about a month since I’ve posted and I have to apologize for leaving my audience hanging. The first week or so after finding out I was pregnant was great considering I didn’t have any symptoms except being a little more tired than usual and irritable once in a while. Then, the nausea hit me and I was sleeping most of the day. In addition to feeling crappy and doing almost nothing but eating, (or more accurately attempting to eat) sleeping and lying in bed watching TV, I found myself dealing with guilt over being completely unproductive. Continue reading