When you are pregnant everyone asks you the same question - how can you give up alcohol for nine months? Well, I have a dirty little secret - I could give up alcohol for nine years and still feel absolutely fine, I don't really miss it at all.
At first it does help that the thought of drinking any basically makes you want to puke more than the feeling of being awake makes you want to puke (there is a basic underlying nausea during waking hours for the first 12 weeks, you just learn to deal with it after you realise it won't go away!) but after that I can safely say that I've had no problems sticking to a little tipple now and then.
But one thing that makes me very sad is that I can't fully indulge in my first love - cheese! The rules are a bit hazy on cheese and I have to be honest I didn't take as much time as maybe I could to understand all the soft/hard, pasturised/unpasterised rules but basically it comes down to this - I can't eat all the cheese I want to eat so why make it more complicated, stick to the hard stuff and tough it out...
But today I went to La Fromagerie. Do not fear, I didn't crack and have any cheese that I shouldn't but I was surrounded by the promise of cheese to come, of the plates of cheese that I can enjoy once my baby has decided to join me in the world. I sat and devoured my delicious cheddar dreaming of the day in the not so distant future when a perfect triangulation of events comes together - baby has arrived, I've worked out how to dress myself and leave the house during daylight hours, I can eat a full rosta of cheese all over again - and hoping that that day comes soon.
http://www.lafromagerie.co.uk/
Wednesday, 13 January 2010
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