rivka | (no subject)

Today's fascinating new symptom: weepiness.

I cried on Saturday in response to two stressful situations, and thought at the time that I seemed to be more emotionally volatile than usual. But it's only 10:17am, and already tears have come to my eyes twice: for a baby hippo I saw on TV while I was eating my breakfast, and for a sentimental Hallmark card I saw while picking out a "Get Well" card for my sister. No, really. Got to love those hormonal surges.

Also: at the moment I have completely lost my taste for alcohol, black tea, and sweets. (Not that I've tried alcohol, obviously, but it seems unappealing when I think about it.) I have retrospectively decided that I might as well give up caffeine for the first trimester. I thought quitting would be too hard to justify the very sketchy evidence for fetal benefit, but I don't miss tea at all.

Unfortunately, I have not developed the kind of abnormal craving that would induce me to want four servings of high-calcium foods a day.

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These cravings and anti-cravings always fascinate me. It's like the fetus knows what it needs. The human body is a fascinating thing.

-J

four servings of high-calcium foods a day.

Spinach? I know you like spinach. Maybe not four servings worth, but it'd be a start.

A cup of raw spinach has 30mg of calcium. A cup of milk has around 300. My daily requirement is somewhere around 1200.

I do like spinach, but not enough to have 40 cups per day. Alas.

I was fine until I suddenly wanted cheese. I ate ounces of the stuff.

I didn't even look at a diet book seriously; I just ate whatever the baby - I mean Linnea, she has a name now - wanted me to. She had some pretty clear demands. But I mean it about the pickled onions. Moderation should be your watchword.

Has Michael started crying yet? When he bawls at a Hallmark commercial, you'll know you're in full swing.