September 15, 2008

Gimme some sugar

A pregnant woman needs food. This is a known fact. When a pregnant woman doesn't have food, several things can happen, none of which are good. Ted has been very patient and understanding through these episodes, even when he had to put his clothes back on in the middle of the night to search for "anything with protein!!" in unknown Medford, Oregon while I wimpered in pain, alone and completely foodless, in our motel room.

Since that time, I have really tried to make sure I have a small 7-11 in my purse at all times. This came in handy last Tuesday when we met at the Hollywood Bowl for Esa Pekka's last bowl performance before leaving the LA Phil later this year. We found our seats, but neither of us had had any time to get food to bring in. Luckily, I had eaten a salad at my desk before I left to meet Ted, but he hadn't had a thing to eat since lunch. So in order for my husband to not cry bitter tears, I reached into my purse/convenience store and shared my wares: a chocolate chip fiber bar, tropical fruit snacks, and a smashed Almond Snickers. Not the most romantic or elaborate dinner I've had at the bowl, but it served its purpose. Though I was willing to share, I had to come to grips with the fact that I married someone who had no problem taking food from a pregnant woman. To make up for it, he tries to remind me to eat something every few hours so we don't have another Medford episode, but sometimes it can't be helped.

Like yesterday. We began choir practice before 11am church, which means I was eating breakfast at 9:30. By the time we left the parking lot at 2:30 (after all the gab sessions), the ol' tummy was rumbling again. Since I hadn't replenished my purse with "healthy" goods, all I had to nibble on were the pieces of See's candy we bought at the mall the night before. Boo hoo hoo. Here are the 4 pieces I had:






By the time we'd finished our See's feast, we were at home again. I got out of the car and walked to our front door when I felt something VERY strange - our baby galloping across my lower abdomen for the first time. It's been moving for weeks (our ultrasound proved), but post-See's was the first time I felt it.

Ted was a little sad he couldn't feel it too, so later that night (after we had a normal dinner: prosciutto-stuffed pork tenderloin, brown rice, and seasoned tomatoes) I had several bites of a gooey, chocolatey, nutty, delicious cake my VT brought over, and just laid down. Sure enough, it started going crazy. Ted put his hand on my belly and felt a couple of swaggles. Immediate response to sugar? Looks like this one is definitely ours.

7 comments:

Jean said...

Awww, that is SO adorable!!! I'm glad you felt your little nugget, and now you know how to get it galloping again!

I WANT ANOTHER BABY! Whoa... whoa... sorry. Got a little excited there. Whoo.

The Hytes said...

Syphus... er, I mean Allison. I think your child is in for the ride of a lifetime with you guys! I'm sure there'll be a lot of bum grabbing. Man, I miss you!

Ohman

dana said...

I'm happy to know you have a convience store in purse (and I fully support it as well). Are peanut M&Ms for sale at any time?
Those Sees.....mmmmmm......

Emily S said...

How exciting you felt the baby move! That's my favorite, because then my paranoia is always reassured by kicks to my internal organs. Still there, baby! Glad you have a fully stocked purse - Gary learned to always get me food QUICK after the Pixie Stix Incident. (I think I told you about that.)

Jana Parkin said...

Hahaha! A baby after my own heart...

Those candy pictures are making me CRAVE chocolate. I'm going downstairs now to sleuth some out...

Renee said...

Yes...definitely yours! I can see it doing a little See's dance now :)

Kathleen said...

Oh that is SO fun! I loved when I could finally feel Lucy (and so did Peter). She always did most of her acrobatics at night when I was relaxed and calm. Sometimes it looked like there was a creature trapped inside jello, I guess there kind of was. That makes me smile to thing of your galloping belly and Ted can finally feel his progeny. When do you find out what it is? Or did you already and forget to call your fav sister in law?

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