Here are a couple of pics from Week 19
Archives for the month of: March, 2009
Jess at week 19
In a previous life, I was much better about packing my lunch for work. Most weeks I brown-bagged my way through Wednesday at the least and sometimes made it through Thursday without eating out.
But lately I’ve been short on time in the morning (as well as imagination, energy and motivation to predict what it is I’ll be hungry for later in the day). I’ll pack up the whole kitchen as mid-morning snacks — one banana, one yogurt, one granola bar and a piece of fruit for emergencies, but lunch gets put on the backburner.
Luckily, I have a lot more choices for lunch these days from when I used to work in a smaller town across the bay. But most days I tend to find myself at the Whole Foods grocery store behind our building, rummaging the hot and cold food bars. And it is here on this day that I’ve discovered these bars indeed are a match made in heaven for a pregnant lady.
Have a look at my lunch today:
Mac & cheese, mashed potatoes, creamed spinach, steamed veggies, cabbage salad, ceasar salad and one potato samosa. All in the same box. And I could’ve added more, but the cost was rising with each choice.
Needless to say, baby is very happy right now as this comfort food settles into my stomach and sends vitamin packets of love through my bloodstream.
All in all, though, I think I’ve been a pretty good eater once I got out of the puke phase of pregnancy. For snacks, I almost always choose fresh fruit, cheese and crackers or granola. Sure, I’ve splurged a few times on chocolate chip cookies, mint chocolate chip ice cream, or bagels. But I would’ve done that regardless and chalked it up to another a few miles on a Saturday run.
The main difference in my eating now is that when I’m hungry it’s pretty close to a DEFCON situation, which is why I’d rather have more things on my desk not eaten than nothing at all. Now that I think of it, I’m down to one single orange and it’s only 1 p.m.
Good thing Whole Foods is a 2-minute walk out the door. I just might be back for a Mango Lassie.