Things I Miss...

Picture taken at 22 Weeks, 1 Day by my lovely sister, Heather Johnson.  

I expected to miss certain things when I became pregnant.  And for the first 4 months of pregnancy, I was definitely not missing much.  Nausea and then complete excitement at being a mom kept me from thinking about sushi and bars and long nights with a glass of wine under the stars with friends.

In the last month, I have become increasingly aware of things I'm missing.  Fridays and Saturdays were once days and nights of hanging out on patios and by pools with wine or beer, talking with friends and laughing until the wee hours of the morning.  Summer was spent swimming in the lake, water skiing on the boat, traveling, and always enjoying an alcoholic beverage of some sort.

So, it's clear I miss alcohol.  And with the holidays coming up, I will be unable to drink the delectable sangria made by my mom-in-law, Sue.  Sangria so amazingly delicious, that it is usually consumed completely by everyone before dinner is even served, and we are left to suck and chew on the alcohol soaked fruit at the bottom of the jars.  But a healthy baby is more than worth giving up that buzz of contentment.

Ice cream is another treat I miss.  Too much sugar and fat to be of any use to my developing wee one.  I must admit, about once a month, Patrick does treat me to some fro-yo.  But as for the full fat, full sugar, creamy dreamy ice cream.  Nope.  None.  Sigh.

Sushi.  Oh God.  Now that is another treat entirely.  In fact, I have asked Patrick to get me sushi as soon as the baby exits my lady parts.  I want raw fish, tuna, salmon, all of it, in my mouth and in my tummy.  Speaking of raw, I also miss bloody rare steaks.  And runny eggs.  But again, food treats are nothing to give up to have a healthy baby.  

But I can still miss those things right?  I can dream about having a couple of drinks at the end of the day, enjoying a margarita with my quesadilla, eating sushi with my chopsticks, and having an ice cream sundae covered in chocolate to finish it all off.  And still be a good mama.