I will be 35 weeks this Wednesday. HOLY COW. I weigh 155, pretty much the same as my husband now.
The beach last week was lovely. We stayed in an area of the Outer Banks with a private beach (Southern Shores) so everything was clean, uncrowded, and quiet. Live and learn though- that island is almost completely void of heathy food. Their "gourmet" markets are pathetic! Just a couple choices of overpriced brand name "natural" stuff that isn't even organic. There was exactly ONE place to get fresh whole grain bread, but it was $5 per loaf. I had to get some sad looking organic produce from Harris Teeter. Lame. I'm so glad we brought nice beef/sausage/chicken from Whole Foods from home! And I also baked a loaf of my own bread to bring, and brought local honey/peanut butter. SO I didn't starve, but I did eat a whole lot more junk food than I wanted to, which only upset me because I'm trying to give Lucca 100% the best of everything, I don't really care about indulging on vacation for myself. I tried to eat ice cream out one night... it gave me a MASSIVE headache almost instantly! So I guess I have properly detoxed myself from my former sugar addiction.
I did a lot of napping, a lot of walking, and a lot of sunbathing (no burning!!) so Lucca did a lot of growing. My liver pain came back. :( Still working on that one.. but at this point, his little butt and feet are always all up on it, so I'm not sure how it can stop hurting completely.
I have been craving sun gold tomatoes all year, and they finally came in our garden!!
I can't wait to take Lucca to the Eno Festival next year! So much to explore.
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