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  • I Love Christmas

    With only TWENTY days until Christmas, I am as anxious as a kid waiting for their mom to hand them a cookie!  I simply love everything about Christmas.  The cookies and milk.  The tree and outside decorations.  Christmas dinner with my family.  The smiles on everyone’s faces as they open up their gifts.

    Thanks to my loving hubby, we had our tree up and decorated before Thanksgiving.  I have to admit that he did an awesome job of decorating it without me.  When we first met he wasn’t big on holidays and didn’t even own a single Christmas decoration.  It was sad because I guess being shuffled from foster home to foster home foster kids don’t ever really get a sense of the importance of Christmas and establishing family traditions.  I am grateful that my family and I have been able to show him what being a true family is all about.

    I love how excited he gets about putting up the tree and how he offers his input on how to hang the stockings.  I appreciate the fact that he has good taste in wrapping paper and name tags.  However, his wrapping skills on the other hand could use some more practice.  He always manages to surprise me with the best gifts.  Even though, I feel at times he doesn’t notice when I’ve got my eye on something, he does.

    I think that the Christmas season truly brings out the good in most of us.  While gift shopping can be stressful overall I feel that many of us manage not to get lost or caught up in the commercialization of it all.  We remember and take the time to personalize and send out Christmas cards.  After all in a world where many of us have been reduced to sending birthday wishes via a tweet and virtual gifts via Facebook, I get a warm and loving feeling when I open my mailbox and see a heartfelt card waiting to be opened.

    I grew up watching my mom throw family Christmas parties in our small single wide 3 bedroom, 2 bath mobile home.  We were far from rich or even middle class, but she somehow managed to be the perfect hostess.  She’s stay up all night the day before cooking and we’d help her clean.  She’d make her famous sparkling holiday punch and press our hair the day of.

    I enjoyed helping her mail out Christmas cards and wrapping gifts.  Most of all, I loved the closeness that these activities gave me and my mom.  Now that I have Moo and another little one on the way, I’m happy to have children of my own to pass these traditions to.  So, I hope that each of you will use this holiday season not just as a way to get gifts but to truly bond with your family and friends.

    Happy Holidays!!

    PS-I’m sending out Christmas cards!!  Are you?  I have some extras left and would love to help give someone a little holiday cheer

  • How the Time Flies

    My Darling Moo,

    You’re already two!!  I can’t believe how fast the time has flown.  I promise you that it seems like just yesterday we were celebrating the momentous occasion of your first birthday.  I’m not sure that I’m liking this growing up thing one bit.  However, I know it’s something you must do. It’s part of being human.

    I’m just glad that I get watch.  Seeing how you change from day to day or even hour to hour sometimes is so amazing to me.  I don’t know how God does it but I’m totally mesmorized seeing how big you’ve gotten.  Your legs are so long now.  You get that from me.  Daddy’s not exactly what’s considered tall  for men.  (Don’t tell him I said that though).

    Your hair is still curly but much longer than most kids your age.  I’m afraid to blow it out straight because I don’t want to mess up your curls.  I hate it when people refer to you as having ‘Good Hair.’  Like what does that mean?  Hair is hair.  And I don’t want you falling into any of these ridiculous terms and standards that society tries to get young girls to buy into.  I know you’re too young for that but still I don’t like when people speak that way around you.

    Your summer tan is finally wearing off and I’m back to getting those funny looks like I’m you’re nanny and not your mother.  Don’t worry I’m used to it by now.  You’re becoming more daring and climbing up onto things like coffee tables, tall chairs and clothes baskets.  It scares me to take my eyes off you for just one second because you get into things so fast.

    You’re going through your running and jumping phase.  Walking does interest you.  You run everywhere that you go.  To the bedroom. To the kitchen. The living room.  And boy, oh boy you can talk up a storm.  I always thought other people’s kids talked alot but honey you’re catching up!!  It seems like you learn a new word everyday and your sentence structure is getting better and better.  You’re showing an interest in knowing what things are and how they work.

    I’m not sure what you’re going to be when you grow up.  I’m hoping that you’re not going to be one of those kids who changes their major alot in college.  But if you do, I’ll support you no matter what.  I know that whatever you do decide to do you will be passionate about it because you’re such a caring little girl.  You love to give out hugs and kisses.  You wave to strangers more. (That scares me a bit).

    You’re trying to make progress on the potty training front.  Sadly, I haven’t been too well on my end thanks to my lack of energy and my morning sickness.  You don’t seem at all interested in the fact that you’re going to be a Big Sister.  I don’t know if it’s because I’m not explaining it to you right or just really could care less.  However, I promise not to neglect you.

    We’ll have special Mommy & Me dates liking going to your favorite restaurant, getting our nails done and playdates at the park.  I’ll still rock you to sleep and watch Yo Gabba Gabba with you.  I know how important it is for you to still feel like you are a priority in my life when the baby comes and trust me you will be.

    I love you and can’t wait to see what this year holds in store for us.

    Happy 2nd Birthday Moo!!

  • Black Friday

    Unlike my mom, I decided to avoid all the Black Friday shopping madness at the stores and enjoy some Black Friday deals from the comforts of my own home.  So, check out some of the Black Friday deals listed below.

    Rocawear (eFashion Solutions)
    Dereon

    Ed Hardy

    Infinity Shoes
    Free Shipping PLUS 15% off!
    Happy Shopping!!!

  • Homesick

    Well, it’s week three of me and Moo being at Grandma’s house and I’m finally getting a little bit homesick.  Don’t get me wrong we have had a wonderful time chilling out, laughing and traveling with the family, but I miss my hubby and my own space.   And to make the situation worse, my treo decided to up and die on me.  Ok so it’s not dead in the sense that it won’t come on because it will.  However, it cuts itself right back off and none of my buttons work.

    And if you know me personally then you know that I’m always on my treo.  That thing was my lifeline to my distant friends and relatives.  Not to mention how I stayed connected to Twitter and Facebook throughout the day.  After all it’s just not possible for me to stay glued to the computer all day with a busy almost 2 year old. I’m not going to complain too much though because I’ve already told Santa that I’d like a new phone for Christmas.

    Anyways, I’m looking forward to this weekend when I will reunite with the hubby and my stuff until Christmas week.  Hope that everyone had a blessed weekend and will have a lovely Thanksgiving holiday.  Let’s not forget the things we have to be truly thankful for.  And for those of you looking for some Black Friday sales, stay tuned because I will be posting some sales codes from my sponsors that you can use online instead of rushing to the stores.

    And don’t forget that I am still looking for sponsors to help YUMMommy donate to the Sponsor-A-Child charity mission going on at the Wallace Family Life Center.  They have roughly 45 families who are in need this year.  If you would like to adopt a child, family or even just send a Visa gift card contact me and let me know.  This is a great opportunity to help get your brand out their as an article and list of all businesses and brands and individuals will be published in the local newspaper.  I will also highlight those brands that assist YUMMommy in donating to this great cause in blog post after December 19th.

  • Homesick

    Well, it’s week three of me and Moo being at Grandma’s house and I’m finally getting a little bit homesick.  Don’t get me wrong we have had a wonderful time chilling out, laughing and traveling with the family, but I miss my hubby and my own space.   And to make the situation worse, my treo decided to up and die on me.  Ok so it’s not dead in the sense that it won’t come on because it will.  However, it cuts itself right back off and none of my buttons work.

    And if you know me personally then you know that I’m always on my treo.  That thing was my lifeline to my distant friends and relatives.  Not to mention how I stayed connected to Twitter and Facebook throughout the day.  After all it’s just not possible for me to stay glued to the computer all day with a busy almost 2 year old. I’m not going to complain too much though because I’ve already told Santa that I’d like a new phone for Christmas.

    Anyways, I’m looking forward to this weekend when I will reunite with the hubby and my stuff until Christmas week.  Hope that everyone had a blessed weekend and will have a lovely Thanksgiving holiday.  Let’s not forget the things we have to be truly thankful for.  And for those of you looking for some Black Friday sales, stay tuned because I will be posting some sales codes from my sponsors that you can use online instead of rushing to the stores.

    And don’t forget that I am still looking for sponsors to help YUMMommy donate to the Sponsor-A-Child charity mission going on at the Wallace Family Life Center.  They have roughly 45 families who are in need this year.  If you would like to adopt a child, family or even just send a Visa gift card contact me and let me know.  This is a great opportunity to help get your brand out their as an article and list of all businesses and brands and individuals will be published in the local newspaper.  I will also highlight those brands that assist YUMMommy in donating to this great cause in blog post after December 19th.

  • My Two Cents: Marriage in America

    So, this week I’ve been spending a lot of time on Twitter instead of Facebook because that ridiculous question and answer game everybody and their mamas was playing on there.  I understand that games can be fun, but seriously putting all of your personal business and your true feelings about your ex out on Facebook for the entire world to read is just a bit stupid.  You have people that you don’t even know on your friends list asking you about things that aren’t any of their business.  Anyways, while I was on Twitter yesterday I came across a post that Eva Longoria and Tony Parker were calling it quits after seven years together ( three of those years spent married).

    I was shocked because they are like the cutest couple ever and unlike some celeb couples they seemed sincerely happy and in love with each other.  At first I thought this is some kind of prank, but after checking her Twitter page it was confirmed that this was no rumor.  After, I read that I couldn’t even tweet anymore.  A part of me was heartbroken and not because they’re celebs.  I was heartbroken because it just seems that marriage is no longer regarded highly or something sacred and lasting in America anymore.

    Just this morning, I read on Yahoo that 4 out 10 people said that marriage is being exstinct!  That’s a lot once you think about it.  As a married woman myself this is not exactly reassuring news.  It does not give me hope for my daughter’s future either.  What is going on that is making it so easy for people (men and women) to just up and walk away from their families?  I’m even more puzzled as to what is making some of us to put aside the morals and beliefs to live as married couples but not be married?

    Honestly, I can say that I don’t know what I was thinking when I decided to put aside my values and shack up with my hubby for almost 6 years.  Looking back on it, I think that if I wouldn’t have moved in with him in the first place a lot of the earlier issues we experienced wouldn’t have been a problem.  And we probably would have ended up married at least three years ago.  I’m glad that I put my foot down and we had that year apart.  Seeing the mistakes that I made, I’m hoping to be able to guide my daughter from making the same mistakes.

    I truly believe that couples (not all) now days think that love is a cure all when it comes to marriage.  And love does cure a lot of things, but it still takes a lot of other factors to have a lasting marriage.  In my opinion, a lot people are getting divorced because they feel like they are no longer in love with their spouse and are claiming they’re not the same person they married x amount of years agoe.  Well, duh that makes sense.  As we grow older we’re suppose to mature and get wiser which will change who we are a little bit.

    And thankful my parents thought me that you don’t just get married for love because love will never be enough.  There needs to be mutual interests, security, and chemisty of course.  I can sit here and say that I didn’t marry my husband just because I love him.  I married him because he was financially stabled-he had his own car, his own place and a great job.  He’s a good decision maker for the most part.

    He’s a self-made man.  He doesn’t allow himself to be defined by his past or materials.  He’s educated.  This man put himself through four years of college without family to support him and no financial aid!!  I married him because he supports my dreams and my bettering myself.  We’ve had some obstacles to overcome and probably will have a few more hills to climb as we continue our relationship, but the one thing we agree on is that we’re not going to take the easy way out.

    We’ve agreed that whatever comes our way we’re going try counseling, therapy, coupless activity, pastoral sessions, etc to make our marriage work.  Why?  Well, marriage takes work.  We have a realistic view of what marriage really is.  While we’d like for everyday to be a walk in the park we know that it’s not realistic and so you have to have a plan.  And our plan is that divorce is not an option.

    The truth is that you’re never going to find that person that makes you happy 100 % of the time and ultimately you should never look for other people or things to make you happy anway.  You are in charge of your own happiness.  The people we allow into our lives are only their to share in our happiness.

    We as Americans have to better.  While most of us are worried about the economy being in depression, we need to be more focused on her personal lives and morals being in a depression.  We need to go back to days when marriage and family were sacred and meant something.

  • My Two Cents: Marriage in America

    So, this week I’ve been spending a lot of time on Twitter instead of Facebook because that ridiculous question and answer game everybody and their mamas was playing on there.  I understand that games can be fun, but seriously putting all of your personal business and your true feelings about your ex out on Facebook for the entire world to read is just a bit stupid.  You have people that you don’t even know on your friends list asking you about things that aren’t any of their business.  Anyways, while I was on Twitter yesterday I came across a post that Eva Longoria and Tony Parker were calling it quits after seven years together ( three of those years spent married).

    I was shocked because they are like the cutest couple ever and unlike some celeb couples they seemed sincerely happy and in love with each other.  At first I thought this is some kind of prank, but after checking her Twitter page it was confirmed that this was no rumor.  After, I read that I couldn’t even tweet anymore.  A part of me was heartbroken and not because they’re celebs.  I was heartbroken because it just seems that marriage is no longer regarded highly or something sacred and lasting in America anymore.

    Just this morning, I read on Yahoo that 4 out 10 people said that marriage is being exstinct!  That’s a lot once you think about it.  As a married woman myself this is not exactly reassuring news.  It does not give me hope for my daughter’s future either.  What is going on that is making it so easy for people (men and women) to just up and walk away from their families?  I’m even more puzzled as to what is making some of us to put aside the morals and beliefs to live as married couples but not be married?

    Honestly, I can say that I don’t know what I was thinking when I decided to put aside my values and shack up with my hubby for almost 6 years.  Looking back on it, I think that if I wouldn’t have moved in with him in the first place a lot of the earlier issues we experienced wouldn’t have been a problem.  And we probably would have ended up married at least three years ago.  I’m glad that I put my foot down and we had that year apart.  Seeing the mistakes that I made, I’m hoping to be able to guide my daughter from making the same mistakes.

    I truly believe that couples (not all) now days think that love is a cure all when it comes to marriage.  And love does cure a lot of things, but it still takes a lot of other factors to have a lasting marriage.  In my opinion, a lot people are getting divorced because they feel like they are no longer in love with their spouse and are claiming they’re not the same person they married x amount of years agoe.  Well, duh that makes sense.  As we grow older we’re suppose to mature and get wiser which will change who we are a little bit.

    And thankful my parents thought me that you don’t just get married for love because love will never be enough.  There needs to be mutual interests, security, and chemisty of course.  I can sit here and say that I didn’t marry my husband just because I love him.  I married him because he was financially stabled-he had his own car, his own place and a great job.  He’s a good decision maker for the most part.

    He’s a self-made man.  He doesn’t allow himself to be defined by his past or materials.  He’s educated.  This man put himself through four years of college without family to support him and no financial aid!!  I married him because he supports my dreams and my bettering myself.  We’ve had some obstacles to overcome and probably will have a few more hills to climb as we continue our relationship, but the one thing we agree on is that we’re not going to take the easy way out.

    We’ve agreed that whatever comes our way we’re going try counseling, therapy, coupless activity, pastoral sessions, etc to make our marriage work.  Why?  Well, marriage takes work.  We have a realistic view of what marriage really is.  While we’d like for everyday to be a walk in the park we know that it’s not realistic and so you have to have a plan.  And our plan is that divorce is not an option.

    The truth is that you’re never going to find that person that makes you happy 100 % of the time and ultimately you should never look for other people or things to make you happy anway.  You are in charge of your own happiness.  The people we allow into our lives are only their to share in our happiness.

    We as Americans have to better.  While most of us are worried about the economy being in depression, we need to be more focused on her personal lives and morals being in a depression.  We need to go back to days when marriage and family were sacred and meant something.

  • I Love My Family

    Well, I’m back from another mini-vacay.  It’s not that I didn’t want to blog, but just that I’ve been so moody lately it’s been hard to get my thoughts together.  Yes, the mood swings and emotional rollercoaster have already started.  However, after a week’s stay with my lovely mommy, I am sane again.  My mom knows me like the back of her hand almost.  So, it only made sense that she would know I was struggling with all the changes regarding my pregnancy.

    Since, finding out I was pregnant, I have been struggling a little bit coming to terms with the fact that I’m having a second baby already.  And the constant morning sickness is not helping.  At times, I feel so helpless over all the changes that are going on inside my body.  I just wish I had some say over it.  A control freak, I know.  However, sitting and talking with my mom helped me to put things into perspective.

    This baby is a blessing.  Although, this pregnancy wasn’t suppose to go down for another two years (maybe three)  it’s happening now and I need to appreciate the fact that I can produce life.  There are so many women out there who can’t have kids and here I am pouting because the time isn’t right.  Newsflash, there is no right timing unless you’re rich and even then the timing may not be right.  God would not have given me this responsibility if He knew I couldn’t handle it.

    I am a great mommy to Moo.  So, why am I worried about what kind of mommy I will be to this baby?  I have no doubt that I will love both my kids equally no matter what.  Getting out the house will require more time and planning once the new baby is here, but I’m up for the challenge.  I can accept that responsibility.  I’m determine that having two young kids isn’t a death sentence like a few people have tried to make it seem.

    I’ve already started hearing “Girl, you’re really going to be tied down now” and “What you going to do with two kids?”  What the hell you think I’m going to do with two kids?  I’m going to continue living my life and pursuing my goals and dreams.  It’ll take some planning and a lot of help outside of me and my husband, but I can do anything that anybody else without kids can do. This is not the end of my life but the beginning of a new and more adventurous chapter.

    My mom also helped me come to terms with the fact that I am not my baby bump.  “You’re not wearing that are you?,” she asked me on my third day at home.  Honestly, I had given up on trying to look fashionable and had just focused on comfort.  I’m two months and two weeks but I look like I’m five or six months already thanks to my tumor that grows as the baby grows.  And maternity pants don’t exactly look flattering on me.  So, I’d rather wear regular jeans two sizes bigger and put on a belt to hold them up.

    However, as my mom pointed out they’re not exactly figure flattering either.  I end up with extra material in the crouch and butt area.  Not sexy at all.  “You’re a fashion major,” she reminded me as she opened up her closet.  Yes, my mom was getting ready to dress me like I was five years old again.  After a few changes, some added bling and new shoes, I looked and felt like a new woman.  I didn’t feel pregnant and that was great.

    “You wear the pregnancy, not the pregnancy wearing you,” my mom told me as I checked out my final outfit in the mirror.  She’s right.  As soon as my baby bump started showing, I started dressing down.  And that’s just not me.  I’m the woman who owes hardly any flats and was wearing four inch heels to my baby shower at 8 months and wearing them well I must say.  The only time I will ever refer to myself as a girly girl is when it comes to my fashion. 

    I’m all about heels with cute patterns and textures, dresses and jeans that fit my curves right and brightly colored tops.  Let’s not start on my handbag collection.  LOL.  Well, it’s the same way with this new body that I have.  I have to take the time to find clothes that still represent who I am, but compliment and showcase my growing belly.  So, Sunday my baby sister gave me one of her knit baby doll dresses to wear and it looked great.

    I loved that it hugged my little big belly snugly but wasn’t tight.  A pair of thick brown tights and studded brown flats completed my look.  It was perfcet pregnant fashionista church wear.  I could tell that people weren’t just checking out my belly but my dress as well.  I got several ‘oh that dress looks cute on you’ looks and it made me glow.  When we went to visit my aunts afterwards they even noticed how nice I looked in the dress.

    And although, I wish I could just build up a collection of cute knit dresses to wear my remaining 6 and a half months, I’m excited about going shopping for some maternity pants with my mom on Black Friday.  I heard that the Belk near my hometown has some great maternity wear on sale and will be even more discounted for Black Friday.  So, while everybody else is fighting over computers and tvs we’ll be shopping peacefully in the maternity section.

    I’m just thankful to have a wonderful family who is taking the time to build me up during this emotional and shakey time in my life.  Their small tasks and acts of love and sincere compassion just reminds of why I love them and miss them.  I love my family even though we don’t always agree.  I wouldn’t trade them for the world (some of my cousins I might) and I’m looking forwards to heading back down for Thanksgiving to enjoy more time with them.

  • I Love My Family

    Well, I’m back from another mini-vacay.  It’s not that I didn’t want to blog, but just that I’ve been so moody lately it’s been hard to get my thoughts together.  Yes, the mood swings and emotional rollercoaster have already started.  However, after a week’s stay with my lovely mommy, I am sane again.  My mom knows me like the back of her hand almost.  So, it only made sense that she would know I was struggling with all the changes regarding my pregnancy.

    Since, finding out I was pregnant, I have been struggling a little bit coming to terms with the fact that I’m having a second baby already.  And the constant morning sickness is not helping.  At times, I feel so helpless over all the changes that are going on inside my body.  I just wish I had some say over it.  A control freak, I know.  However, sitting and talking with my mom helped me to put things into perspective.

    This baby is a blessing.  Although, this pregnancy wasn’t suppose to go down for another two years (maybe three)  it’s happening now and I need to appreciate the fact that I can produce life.  There are so many women out there who can’t have kids and here I am pouting because the time isn’t right.  Newsflash, there is no right timing unless you’re rich and even then the timing may not be right.  God would not have given me this responsibility if He knew I couldn’t handle it.

    I am a great mommy to Moo.  So, why am I worried about what kind of mommy I will be to this baby?  I have no doubt that I will love both my kids equally no matter what.  Getting out the house will require more time and planning once the new baby is here, but I’m up for the challenge.  I can accept that responsibility.  I’m determine that having two young kids isn’t a death sentence like a few people have tried to make it seem.

    I’ve already started hearing “Girl, you’re really going to be tied down now” and “What you going to do with two kids?”  What the hell you think I’m going to do with two kids?  I’m going to continue living my life and pursuing my goals and dreams.  It’ll take some planning and a lot of help outside of me and my husband, but I can do anything that anybody else without kids can do. This is not the end of my life but the beginning of a new and more adventurous chapter.

    My mom also helped me come to terms with the fact that I am not my baby bump.  “You’re not wearing that are you?,” she asked me on my third day at home.  Honestly, I had given up on trying to look fashionable and had just focused on comfort.  I’m two months and two weeks but I look like I’m five or six months already thanks to my tumor that grows as the baby grows.  And maternity pants don’t exactly look flattering on me.  So, I’d rather wear regular jeans two sizes bigger and put on a belt to hold them up.

    However, as my mom pointed out they’re not exactly figure flattering either.  I end up with extra material in the crouch and butt area.  Not sexy at all.  “You’re a fashion major,” she reminded me as she opened up her closet.  Yes, my mom was getting ready to dress me like I was five years old again.  After a few changes, some added bling and new shoes, I looked and felt like a new woman.  I didn’t feel pregnant and that was great.

    “You wear the pregnancy, not the pregnancy wearing you,” my mom told me as I checked out my final outfit in the mirror.  She’s right.  As soon as my baby bump started showing, I started dressing down.  And that’s just not me.  I’m the woman who owes hardly any flats and was wearing four inch heels to my baby shower at 8 months and wearing them well I must say.  The only time I will ever refer to myself as a girly girl is when it comes to my fashion. 

    I’m all about heels with cute patterns and textures, dresses and jeans that fit my curves right and brightly colored tops.  Let’s not start on my handbag collection.  LOL.  Well, it’s the same way with this new body that I have.  I have to take the time to find clothes that still represent who I am, but compliment and showcase my growing belly.  So, Sunday my baby sister gave me one of her knit baby doll dresses to wear and it looked great.

    I loved that it hugged my little big belly snugly but wasn’t tight.  A pair of thick brown tights and studded brown flats completed my look.  It was perfcet pregnant fashionista church wear.  I could tell that people weren’t just checking out my belly but my dress as well.  I got several ‘oh that dress looks cute on you’ looks and it made me glow.  When we went to visit my aunts afterwards they even noticed how nice I looked in the dress.

    And although, I wish I could just build up a collection of cute knit dresses to wear my remaining 6 and a half months, I’m excited about going shopping for some maternity pants with my mom on Black Friday.  I heard that the Belk near my hometown has some great maternity wear on sale and will be even more discounted for Black Friday.  So, while everybody else is fighting over computers and tvs we’ll be shopping peacefully in the maternity section.

    I’m just thankful to have a wonderful family who is taking the time to build me up during this emotional and shakey time in my life.  Their small tasks and acts of love and sincere compassion just reminds of why I love them and miss them.  I love my family even though we don’t always agree.  I wouldn’t trade them for the world (some of my cousins I might) and I’m looking forwards to heading back down for Thanksgiving to enjoy more time with them.

  • Morning Sickness Blues

    My first pregnancy was quite the adventure to say the least.  However, I have to admit that after the first four months, my morning sickness wasn’t so bad.  I found out quickly that milk products triggered it.  So, I gave up cow’s milk in favor of soy.  In fact, I haven’t had a glass of cow’s milk in almost three years now.  And while I had morning sickness up until two days before I delivered, I didn’t have it everyday.

    Boy that is not case with this pregnancy.  I’m finding out that everything seems to trigger it.  I can no longer drink orange juice, sodas or kool aid.  Pretty much anything sweet tastes completely gross and sends my stomach into overload.  Yes, this baby is screwing up my taste buds.  So, far I’ve given up ice cream, popsicles, candy (except gummy bears), juice, soda, cereal, pickles and the list goes on.

    The only safe foods are noodles, green veggies, chicken, steak and hamburgers.  This week alone I’ve eaten chicken at least twice and have been starving for at least four days because I couldn’t keep anything down.  This sucks big time because I’m worried that the baby isn’t getting enough nutrients.  And when my hubby commented that my baby bump actually looked small, I started to panic.  I’m trying to patient and wait for my new obb/gyn to fit me in for an appointment but at times I just feel like showing up to her office unannounced and demanding a check up.

    Of course, they reassure you that morning sickness is normal and nothing to be alarmed about, but I’m not convinced that this is normal this time around.  I’m losing weight instead of gaining weight and the prenatal vitamins they prescribed me that are suppose to help with my digestion aren’t working because I can’t keep those down either.  And being in this constant state of hunger is really starting to affect my mood.  I’m grumpy and annoyed all the time it seems.  I don’t like to be touched or even talked to for that matter.

    I miss the old much more cheerful me and so does my family.  I can’t wait until I get in to see my doctor because we are seriously going to have to find a medicine to help with this.  I can’t go the remaining 7 months being hungry or living off chicken.   I want to be able to enjoy this pregnancy.  So, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that this will either pass quickly or get better.