Eating Healthy

I read about a study that claims that a fetus is more likely to prefer the food/flavors  its pregnant mother feeds it in utero.  Apparently the food I eat flavors the amniotic fluid and my baby is 3 times more likely to like those things when he/she comes out.  So...I've been trying to stay away from junk food and eat more vegetables. (I'm already really good at eating fruits.)  In an effort to do this we've been stocking up on asparagus, artichokes, broccoli, etc.  I'm not really good at eating those things without putting some sort of sauce on top tho :) Hollandaise is my favorite!

Craig made me this delicious breakfast the other morning

It turns out artichokes are really fun to eat :)

Then last Saturday Craig and I decided to check out a farmer's market in Manassas (since the one in Woodbridge is only open on Sundays...and you know, the whole commandment thing about keeping that day holy...).  Mom and Josh came too!  We bought delicious peaches, plums, watermelon, yellow squash, and zucchini to name a few and we've been eating them everyday.  SO...this baby had better love these things because I'm trying my hardest here.

Farmer's market finds

Craig is so fancy with his HDR images

Craig keep threatening to make me pills full of spicy flavors so that the baby won't be so sensitive to spice, like me :)

Smug Little Thing

I work in medical imaging...MRI to be specific.  I don't do ultrasounds, but I work with people who do :)  I was just dying to know if our baby was a boy or girl, so I asked my coworker to take a peek!  I didn't want to know without Craig, so the plan was that I would close my eyes and she would put the answer in an envelope for us to open together at home.  Baby could not have been more uncooperative!  So, we're not sure still, but check out this really cute picture:

I think our little Orange (that's what size he/she was during this photoshoot) is smiling...almost looks smug that it still has a secret.

We're going to have a problem....

Well...only if it's girl.
So, have you seen those ads for the new Disney Pixar movie called Brave? Don't misunderstand me, it looks cute, BUT it makes me cringe every time. That little girl with the wild and unruly orange hair...that was me (and probably still is sometimes.)  It's just frizzy and crazy and ALL OVER THE PLACE. 

I was telling Craig, in between cringes, that I feared that our little girls would have hair like that...like me. 


(Tangent: True story: the group of mean girls in 4th grade used to call me lion...because even though my mom fixed my hair, little pieces would come up in the front and look like a mane around my face :/)

(This isn't even the worst picture I could find...just the worst I was willing to share)


Oh, back to me telling Craig about my fear of our girls with my hair...here's the problem: he WANTS that. AND he doesn't want me to try to tame it. If it were up to him, I would have an Afro...or look like a homeless lady...and that's what he wants to do to our children. I'll have to teach them to not listen to their father from an early age...