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Omni cravings

So, a lot of people have been asking me a lot of weird questions.

“What if you poop when you’re giving birth?!”

“You’re so petite, aren’t you afraid you’ll have to have a C-section?”

“Is it vegan to breast feed your baby?”

My answers:

“What if I do?”

“I might be small, but my child-bearing hips were made for this.”

“If you’re going to get technical, then I guess it’s not. But it’s cheap, healthy, and no animals will be harmed during the process (except me when my nipples are chafing), so I’m going to go ahead and breast feed thank you very much.”

One question that I get tired of, but I think is perfectly normal to ask, is, “Do you have any cravings for meat and cheese?”

I thought I’d write about this after reading an article announcing that Natalie Portman recently gave up her vegan lifestyle during pregnancy because her body wanted cheese and sweets. Apparently there is no way for a rich vegan mega-celeb to obtain vegan pastries in LA. Anyway…I thought I’d give it a go and talk about cravings.

My answer to this question isn’t a simple yes or no. Truth be told, I haven’t had any true cravings for any foods. Actually, I never have had a craving in my whole life. I consider a craving to be an urgent need to put said food in my mouth, immediately if not sooner or I will hurt someone. I can’t remember any instances of this urge, even when I had PMS. Maybe that’s because I never let a hankering grow to epic proportions before satisfying it. Is a hankering the same thing as a craving? Whatever, semantics.

All that said, I have to admit, the thought of a Denver omelet sounded pretty damn good yesterday at my mom’s birthday brunch. I can’t really explain if it was that I wanted (or if my body needed) eggs, cheese, and ham, or if it was just the idea of those flavors in my mouth that was appealing. Sometimes I’ll think of something like spaghetti and meatballs and it just sounds delicious. But when it comes down to it, I don’t honestly think I could put a meatball in my mouth. I don’t actually want to eat it, I just want to daydream about it a little. I blame the fact that I used to eat these foods, and so I know they taste good. And since I want to eat pretty much everything in sight, those foods get caught up in the mix. So there’s my complicated answer to a simple question.

Last week at our big vegan community dinner, we served lasagna. I made mine with tofu ricotta, spinach and mushrooms. I took the recipe for the tofu ricotta out of Skinny Bitch in the Kitch, and took the lasagna recipe from Veganomicon. I only got to have a teeny tiny serving of it once we were through our line of 150 attendees. So I’m making it again, for just me, M and baby. Photos to come.


April 11, 2011 at 3:48 pm Leave a comment

Food, glorious food!

Oh man, it is so good to be back among the normal people again, eating!!

At nearly 16 weeks, I still feel nauseated in the morning, and am still keeping those crackers near the bed for a little munch just before getting up. But I feel like a different person from just a couple weeks ago.

Last night I made a cauliflower and mushroom potpie, one of my favorites from Veganomicon. So yummy- it has tons of veggies and spices, and is low in salt. I highly recommend this book to anyone vegan, veg or otherwise looking to eat healthy, delicious, comforting meals (and desserts!).

Today I am going to make spring rolls and peanut sauce. I make mine with tofu (browned in the skillet in a little olive oil), romaine, cucumbers, carrots, scallions, avocado and rice stick noodles. My peanut sauce changes each time, but has these basic ingredients:

  • crunchy peanut butter
  • tamari
  • toasted sesame oil
  • German mustard
  • ginger (I use the powder)
  • rice wine vinegar
  • red chili paste or flakes
  • warm water
  • agave nectar
  • hoison sauce

Here is a very similar recipe from Whole Foods.

The end result? Noms.

March 21, 2011 at 9:31 pm Leave a comment

Apparently my posts haven’t been publishing to the web from my Android app. Because I’m dumb.

Anyway, it has been a while since I posted anything here. Why? Well, mostly because I spent about 7 weeks sick as a dog. Morning sickness is a bitch. I could barely get off the couch to nibble on some dried mango, let alone find the motivation to blog about the joys of pregnancy. And it wasn’t just in the morning, it was all day, and all night usually. I had to eat frequently through the night in order to keep from getting ill.

The strange thing is, I didn’t actually throw up often. I read horror stories about women who end up in the ER because of extreme morning sickness and dehydration (hyperemesis). Luckily I didn’t have it that bad (even though I cried in frustration several times). I threw up about a handful of times, and had dry heaves another handful. Mostly I just gagged a lot. Going into the kitchen was hard because the sight of food made me gag. Also, I haven’t actually cooked anything besides pasta and toast since around 6 weeks when the m/s began. One night I woke up around midnight to go pee, and M was sauteing onions. I nearly threw him off the balcony because the smell was so repulsive.

So what did I eat through these weeks of torture? Fruits and veggies mostly. It was the only thing that sounded good. Bananas, carrots, cucumbers, broccoli, dried mango, avocado, lots and lots of oranges, pickles (duh, every pregnant woman craves pickles! haha)…I also liked frozen waffles before bed, and would nibble on those throughout the night. PB & vegan butter half-sandwiches made several appearances, mostly because I knew I needed carbs and protein. Amy’s burritos also got me through a week or so. Oh and cereal for breakfast (and lunch and dinner sometimes). I wanted to make sure I ate since an empty stomach made me feel worse. At my 9 week doctor visit I discovered I had lost about 5 pounds, and was determined not to lose anymore.

I continued to take my prenatal vitamin and added a veg-based DHA supplement as well and a sublingual B12 supplement. At my last visit (12 weeks), I found that my prenatal blood panel came up normal, which made me feel better about hardly eating anything for weeks. My doctor assured me that the first trimester is all about survival. You eat what you can, you don’t feel bad about not exercising, and you try not to kill your boyfriend when he cooks food that repulses you to the point of running to the toilet to gag for 5 minutes.

So now, at 14 weeks, I am finally branching out and eating the things I used to love: pasta with marinara, Qdoba, salads with woodstock dressing, spring rolls with peanut sauce. Noms! And tonight I am going to cook something for the first time in ages. I just hope I can handle the smell of the onion I need to use in my crock pot chili.

Here’s to the second trimester!

March 14, 2011 at 12:03 am Leave a comment


I intended to write about all the ways I’d be getting my nutrients through this pregnancy, but I can barely get anything down, let alone a balanced variety of food groups.

7 weeks…I can’t wait until the 2nd trimester when I want to eat everything in sight. *sigh*

January 19, 2011 at 11:27 pm Leave a comment


I’m sitting here on the verge of throwing up, trying to eat an Amy’s burrito, while crying my way through Eat, Pray, Love and thinking about all the adventures I wanted to, but won’t get to have this year. Doesn’t get more cliché than that, my friends.

January 15, 2011 at 8:18 pm Leave a comment

Night sickness?

My boyfriend (let’s call him M) thinks it’s cute that I wake up starving in the middle of the night and have to munch on something.

My favorite remedy for this nonsense is half a piece of wheat pita.

January 10, 2011 at 11:23 pm Leave a comment

You’re Fucking Kidding Me.

Well, where to begin? I just found out I’m pregnant a few days ago. Big, BIG shock, as we (my boyfriend of 9 years and I) weren’t planning it. But after a few days of letting the news sink in, we’re both actually pretty stoked. At least, we are at this very moment in time. Things change quickly when this sort of thing takes you by surprise.

I’m about 5 and a half weeks along, so it’s still early. Apparently the limbs have sprouted, but it looks a lot like a tadpole still. Weird! To be honest, I don’t have a fucking clue what I’m doing. I wasn’t one of those women who had this idea in her mind about how the process would go. Birth plan? WTF is that? My plan, is to give birth to the little succubus (I mean, blessing) after nine months. Call me crazy, but I haven’t given it much more thought than that.

I’m told there is more to it, but I’m trying to keep things simple for now.

My first move, besides research health care insurance options (more on my unending irresponsibility later), was to pick up some of those fancy prenatal vitamins. I hear they’re important, I dunno. Being vegan, people tend to ask me a lot of stupid questions like, “Where do you get your protein?” and so on. This time I was asking the questions. Why do I need folic acid so badly? Is not eating meat and dairy going to fuck the baby up? The general population of meat-eating people out there probably have something to say about that, but I know I can have a perfectly healthy baby on a vegan diet.

After my boyfriend and I marvelled at all the prenatal vitamin options at Whole Foods for a good 20 minutes, we decided on the most expensive fucking option they had. Not on purpose, but because they looked the most awesome. We picked Vitamin Code Raw Prenatal vitamins. A month’s supply for 34.99. Ouch. But they have all this cool shit in them, including a raw fruit and vegetable blend, and a raw organic sprout blend. Jesus, I sound like such a hippie.

More to come on this epic journey. And who knows, maybe I’ll be less sarcastic and more motherly sounding as time goes on. Maybe.

January 10, 2011 at 2:42 am Leave a comment


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