(Second in the series, “Becoming a Father“)
Little by little wife changes her eating habits.
She used to eat like a bird, namely, her small stomach got filled up quite quickly. I always had to finish half of her food, in addition to my own whenever we went out to eat.
After she got pregnant, it was natural she ate more because now she would need to support the growth of the fetus. However, I wasn’t prepared for the new eating habits that she had developed.
One morning some munching noise wakes me up. I turn my head and see my wife doing something she never did before: eating crackers in bed. Here is someone who has never been fond of carbohydrates and bland food, eating crackers the first thing in the morning! Says it keeps her from getting dizzy when she gets out of the bed. So now every night before she sleeps, she puts a small pack of crackers beside her pillow. (She could have at least picked something less noisy to eat!)
The other emerging habit of hers is having these strange and difficult cravings, strange because she has never been a big fan of hamburgers, or cold soba noodles, and difficult because she wants to eat “mom’s curry rice” (her mom is currently living more than 30 hours away by plane from us) or “Brazilian bean stew” (we are in Asia where Brazilian beans cannot be readily purchased), just to name a few.
And then there are things she used to love but can’t eat anymore. The garlicky smell of stir-fried Chinese vegetables, for example, drives her nuts. And green tea – once her favorite – has suddenly become bad-tasting. Not that she is supposed to drink anything with caffeine anyway, per doctor’s orders.
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