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My son was sick with a miserable cold or flu last week. My husband was away on business, so I was an around-the-clock mommy nurse. 4 nights with very little good sleep, and very little help. I succombed once again to my latent milk addiction through some frozen gluten free pasta meals, as I didn't have time to cook, or really sit down and eat. I've come to the conclusion that milk is very bad for my pregnancy, even goat or buffalo milk cheese. I'm beginning to really think that it causes contractions...usually just Braxton Hick's, but when I was really worn down I felt one that seemed like more.
So... as if I didn't have enough reason to avoid it already, I now have a darn good reason.
This all started with a little goat cheese, I figured I could handle a bit and I needed to cut loose on something due to how strict I have to be on so many counts with my diet. That triggered my latent addiction, soon I was drinking milk, and I put an end to that, but cheese still called my name too loudly.
I still have some goat cheese sitting in the fridge, I think I'll toss it, I have to cut off this casein-laden relationship completely. I'll save any future avoid fests, if any, until after the baby is born...in November.