I am alive! And we will be welcoming a little man into our family sometime around Thanksgiving!
I am still dealing with hyperemesis gravidarum which has made this pregnancy extremely difficult. It is a rare condition which had me vomiting 20+ times a day and ended up in the ER. I was unable to finish the school year and spent 10 weeks homebound (on the bathroom floor which my sweet hubby lovingly turned into a luxurious "vomit-spa"). I am now more stable due to a fabulous new doctor and loads of lovely medication. But, everyday is a crap shoot - will I have a great day, or a day on the couch? I pay for every good day with a few sick days.
Needless to stay, I am not doing much cooking. I am beginning to eat like a grown up again, having gone through the ice cream stage (toddler food), the fake cheese (mmmm) stage (teenage boy stage), and now I am into fruit, yogurt, and anything carbs.
I am still working on eating vegetables, but I can't convince myself to actually EAT them. My garden has gone to seed, abandoned to become a bumblebee paradise. No jam has been made. No pickles are planned.
Farmer Jo is just not herself. It is a very, very odd time in my life. Please stick around. I will be back, hopefully, soonish.