This is my hottest fantasy at this point in my pregnancy: It’s the day after I have the baby. My delivery has gone well and the baby and I are healthy and happy. Nursing is going smoothly. Dinner time rolls around and my husband and son show up at the hospital with a bag from Whole Foods. Inside that bag is a gourmet salami, crusty French bread*, bleu cheese, a Coke Zero, a bottle of chilled Chardonnay, and some soft serve chocolate ice cream. Surrounded by the people I love most in the world, I feast on the foods I’ve been avoiding during pregnancy.
I wouldn’t say it’s really hard to steer clear of cold cuts, and veined cheeses, and booze while you’re pregnant. Bypassing the salad with bleu cheese crumbles or the beer at the ballpark is not as difficult as, say, not being able to bend over for weeks on end. And if I had to choose one pregnancy inconvenience to overcome, I’d go with regaining access to my feet instead of free rein to chow down on lunch meat.
But that doesn’t mean there aren’t time when I’d really love to indulge in some of the forbidden fruits of pregnancy.
Sure, I know people make exceptions to all the eating rules. Half a glass of wine here, an extra cup of coffee there, a giant deli sandwich there. And I’ll confess that more than one diet soda has passed my lips when I REALLY needed an extra caffeine boost after the effects of my usual one cup of morning coffee had worn off. But mostly, I’m a rule follower. If it’s on the doctor’s list of Do Not Eat foods, I don’t eat it. That way if my kid doesn’t make the varsity baseball team someday, I don’t have to lie awake at night wondering if it’s because I ate the wrong kind of cheese when I was pregnant. (The fact that I’m passing along the least coordinated genes in the known universe is another story and I’m sure I’ll have plenty of opportunities to feel guilt about that as time goes on).
Sticking to the food rules is my way of feeling in control of pregnancy, which is a really out of control time. It’s my quirk and I accept it about myself. And even though I know I’m probably too strict with myself, for now, it’s better for me to just fantasize about the foods I’ll enjoy when the time is right.
What foods do you dream of eating when your pregnancy is over?
* I know bread is fine and I have not actually be avoiding French bread during pregnancy. Or any bread. Or any carbs at all. Mmmmmm, caaarrbbbsss…
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