The first trimester of pregnancy was about to bend me over and make me its bitch. I lived off of saltine crackers, Life Savers hard candy and luke warm water. Even looking at pictures of food would make me nauseous. Sipping cold water would make me throw up, the smell of scrambled eggs would automatically make me gag, getting out of bed too quickly would make me hurl... I was absolutely miserable. I'm not even talking about the hormonal and emotional roller coaster I was on, I'll save that for another blogpost.
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How long will I be able to keep this up, you're wondering? Who knows. Once I give birth to Fatbaby Hedonist, I don't know if I'll be able to juggle it all. However, I've decided to just write while I can and while I still want to. So you may see that in a few months I won't be posting as often or that I'll abruptly disappear from social media. If (and when) that happens, rest assured that I'm off learning how to be a mother and how to keep a fragile infant alive.
I do try to keep active on social media, so feel free to check me out on Instagram, Facebook and Twitter. Shoot me a message, ask me a question or just say Hi!