I Contract, Therefore I Cook

When I was 31 weeks pregnant with Thomas (out of a nominal 40) I woke up in the darkness one Sunday morning with the thought that I had been waking up in pain and falling back asleep for the past couple of hours.  It only took me a few minutes to realize that meant I was having regular contractions.  Upon timing them I discovered that they were regular and 4 minutes apart.  Not at all appropriate for 31 weeks gestation.  After waking Jeff and consulting with our midwife we headed off to labor and delivery, where it was indeed confirmed that I was having regular, strong contractions.  After multiple doses of medication the contractions tapered off somewhat and we were sent home.   The next few days were a whirlwind of contractions, another trip to L & D, visits with our midwife and OB, and me abruptly stopping work and being told to take it very easy.  After all the drama, Thomas was none the worse for the wear and made his entrance into the world at a perfect one day before his estimated due date.

Not to be outdone by his* older brother, this baby seems to have gotten the regular contractions going this past Monday night at just shy of 22 weeks gestation.  Thankfully, this is not my first baby and while I am concerned, I am not overly worried – more annoyed that this seems to be the way my body does the later (or in this case) middle stages of pregnancy.  My midwife and OB, while cautious, concur and I have thus far avoided a trip to L & D or medication with the caveats that I am to present myself for regular monitoring, super-hydrate myself, and again, take it very easy.  So now I have to figure out how to take it easy with a 2 year old, a job, and my sanity.  I have a feeling the job may be the first to go…The two year old, of course, gets priority, and so I turn to cooking for my sanity.  While I would love to go out and do some planting or take a long walk with Thomas those are off the table for now until my contractions don’t react every time I get off the couch for longer than 15 minutes or until this little guy is born.  The upside is, however, more time for blogging and for developing recipes.  So in the spirit of making lemonade from lemons, I give you the recipes for two of my favorite comfort foods:  Egg-Free Buttermilk Pancakes and Black Bean Soup.

Egg-Free Buttermilk Pancakes

Black Bean Soup

*Yes, his.  He is a he.  I have already organized all the baby clothes, bought him a few new things (even though we have everything for a baby boy we could possibly need, I want him to know that he has a few special things that were just his own), and the name discussions have begun in earnest.

One Response to “I Contract, Therefore I Cook”

  1. Jen Says:

    Hurrah baby boy! Get lots of rest, ok?