Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
2 pounds ...continue reading

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Crawl Outta My Skin

No peanut yet. Been quiet and trying to keep on my bedrest. I had my dermatologist follow-up today and my fears have been confirmed. I have full blown PUPPP (Pruritic Uticarial Papules and Plaques of Pregnancy). It sucks as much as the name implies. It only gets progressively worse and goes away only after the baby is born. All of the wonderful steroids that would normally be available are off limits to pregnant ladies. This woman has a great page which covers it all. We are not talking simply annoying here. I am covered in disgusting angry red lesions that burn and itch constantly. Nothing I have tried has worked so far. I got a prescription for a stronger cream today but am not holding out much hope. It is the worst thing I have ever dealt with. Last night I slept with ice packs all over. When I say slept I should really say, napped intermittently while waking to move ice packs and get fresh ones. The lack of sleep sends me into crying jags and moments when I question my sanity. You might be thinking what is the big deal with a rash? If you had this you would never ask and you would feel that waiting potentially another 3 weeks to deliver seems endless. My midwives will not induce until 39 weeks at the earliest. If Peanut comes on his own that means his lungs are ready. I am not willing to risk it for my convenience. But after having such a wonderful pregnancy I so disappointed to feel this desperate to deliver at the end.

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