For someone who loves food and cooking I have found the first trimester hard, for a few weeks I survived on sandwiches, toast and noodles. It has gotten better, the turning point came when we discovered Mexican food didn't turn my stomach...this began the week of tacos and fajitas. I've slowly found more things that I can eat and the nausea is wearing off.
I don't want to sit and moan about being pregnant, I am really lucky because I had a big operation when I was younger and I only have one ovary (TMI? sorry). I'm so excited about this new chapter of our life but it is hard to feel excited when you're falling asleep at 11am/3pm/7pm. Nick has been an absolute saint, he really does deserve a medal for putting up with the emotional, grumpy, fussy eater I have been since the beginning of April.
I want so much to continue the blog but I have to be honest and say that there is going to have to be a dual focus from now on. The hardest part about blogging over the last 7 weeks has been that the pregnancy has been the biggest thing going on in our lives and it's been so difficult to sit and write and ignore that. I will keep baking but I hope you don't mind me adding different features to the blog now that my biggest project of all is underway.