08/29/2025
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When I thought about pregnancy, I swore Iād be the healthiest version of myself, all the nutrient-dense meals, perfectly balanced plates, and zero slip-upsā¦ reality check: my first trimester had other plans. Between nausea, heartburn, and zero appetite, I was just proud if I managed three meals a day. I even feared eating certain foods in case Iād never like them again. And letās just say I missed playing in my kitchen more than anything.
Second trimester brought relief. No wild cravings, just a love for fresh fruit, cold dishes, and tart drinks (funny enough, this sweet-toothed girl wanted nothing to do with sugar šš). Meanwhile, my Italian husband kept serving up pasta and pizza with all the love in the world, and for once, I happily joined him with no hesitation simple carbs and all. Recently Iāve dialed it back, reminding myself itās comfort and connection Iām really craving.
Through it all, Iāve been learning to focus less on āperfect nutritionā and more on supporting baby step by step, week by week. Each stage, I look at whatās developing and try to nourish those tiny organs the best I can.
It hasnāt been the flawless wellness journey I imagined, but itās been full of kindness, joy, and grace for my body. And thatās more than enoughš.
