Back to cooking

Confession: I have not been cooking for at least a year.

Rather, I have not felt like cooking in a long while.

Probably, my lack of motivation was owed to emotional struggles, assignment struggles and the stresses of teaching in the evenings... among other things. It has been a long year past. Of course, pregnancy came along - and by virtue of all-day-sickness (morning sickness is an understatement), loss of appetite, hyperosmia, weird food aversions, hormonally-induced mood swings, physical exhaustion and my endeavours to juggle pregnancy with everything else, I lost interest in many of the things/hobbies/activities that I used to like. Cooking included. I just wanted to sleep, cry and wallow in self-pity, haha. (I am so glad that my first trimester is over!)

Ben, being a very understanding husband, indulged me - and happily made our kitchen his territory.

He would return home from work as early as he could manage in the evenings (despite traffic congestion) and cook. His wife, although touched and appreciative, was never easy to please (to be fair, it was not totally her fault) - and so he discovered by some trial and error what worked and what didn't. Dinnertime was always pleasant, warm and homey - there was love in the food and love in the air. The loving cook would eventually wash the dishes at the end of the meal while his wife leaned back contentedly and let the food settle.

Well then, since Ben is going to be very busy over the next few months (with work) and now that my all-day-sickness has decreased significantly, I am invading his territory and going back to cooking.

Of course, I wonder if I can still cook!