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Am completely off what I love doing the most…cooking!

I can’t remember the last time I cooked or helped myself to something from the fridge. The kitchen is completely off-limits for a couple of weeks now. Even the thought of going into the kitchen (even as a type this and I swear I am not exaggerating!) makes me want to barf!

So how do I manage to control my nausea and still manage to keep things in?

  1. Andy – my dear husband.

I never call him DH and neither do I take pride in glorifying him in front of others. That’s just not us. We’re one of those couples who constantly make fun of each other or pulls each others’ leg out in the open. Though deep down I have profound appreciation for him as a person, as a man, as a son, as a husband and (hopefully soon enough…) one day as a father.

I have recently started helping out in our in-laws family business where Andy works so        we’re pretty much together through the day. I just have to look at him with my ‘I’m not doing so good look’ and he’s up and out of the office rummaging through the kitchen to get me something that’ll soothe my taste buds.

It honestly is no easy task. I try to put myself in his shoes and often wonder what I’d be doing. For example, Andy is up around 6-630am every other day to go to the gym and I’m up at around 7am. I need to have something almost as soon as I’m up otherwise the throwing up begins. When I’m up, I see a bowl of cereal, a small glass of milk and a cut fruit all nicely cling filmed sitting by my bedside. Even on the days that he doesn’t go to the gym, my food is by my bedside when I get up and he is sound asleep right next to me…not sure how he does it but I love him so much for doing it 🙂

2. My mom.

One of the perks of moving back to India and living just 15 mins from my parents’ place is that I get to have mom’s food anytime I want. Lately, it seems like her food is the only food I crave, I want and keep down. She couldn’t be more thrilled about it because she takes pride in the fact that I can eat only her food in my state. If it were up to her, she’d be more than happy if I moved back in with them for sometime!

Anyway, that’s not happening but it’s a blessing to have my mom so close by. I either swing by for lunch and get a goodie bag for dinner or send one of our office boys to get me packed lunches and dinners (sorry – I know I am being pampered!)

3. Domestic help.

Last but not the least, I feel fortunate for having enough domestic help around the house where I don’t have to force myself to cook, clean or do the laundry. Another BIG advantage of living in India and with my in-laws particularly is that we have that …and I feel pretty lucky to have them around. These guys are like family, been working for my in-laws for over 10-12 years. If Andy’s not around, they are super helpful and get me anything I need either from the kitchen or outside. There’s also a full-time cook making sure I don’t need to get in the kitchen if I don’t want to…(it’s a separate issue that I am a control freak, I prefer cooking my own food or giving her very specific instructions!)

So yes, I miss cooking…it used to soothe me, take the pressure off, and put a smile on my face. Now I have to hold my breadth every time I pass by the kitchen…the things pregnancy does to you! 🙂

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