Shalawam Family, KARDAYAH'S Soul here. 

As I seek to find a mental, spiritual, and physical balance between my music and having many babies, I realize that my coming path will take some dedicated persistence. The way ahead paved with promised uncertainties. Sprinkled with promises under grace by YAH; to be given unto me.

Interestingly enough, I am amidst pregnancy number seven. Mine and Baby's journey to a healthy delivery is almost upon me. Join me in for the saga of food and Baby.

I was awakened this morning with a stomach and intestines that were not settling. It was all caused by me eating a whole pizza in less than 24 hours two days prior, and I was suffering. So Saturday's Shabath meal was the meal that started my body to gain lubrication. We feasted upon sticky oxtails, okra and tomato stew, collard greens, and baked mac & cheese. I did feel a lot better, but I still felt too full.

So we went out to eat the next day, and I ate three plates! Each plate consisted of small portions of varieties of things, but still, they were all dismissed. The last plate, however, was the plate that pushed me on to victory. I got a plate full of fruits. I chose the overly watery, sweet, sour, vitamin C overload-induced fruits.

Thawadah YAH for fruits.

Victory is Mine.

That last plate was the missing piece to start breaking down my food. Let's say by 4:50 on Sunday night. I was woken up by my guts rolling, followed by the foulest gas I had had in a good while. The kind that makes a wife embarrassed and glad her husband is sleeping.

I hastened to the bathroom. Glad thoughts about my coming relief flooded my mind. I was excited about freeing my body from the shackles of pregnancy constipation, paired with too much pizza. The upcoming symptoms of my victorious process had not yet occurred to me. 

I constantly attempted to go back to sleep, but Baby Boy was sending signs screaming, "No.". He kicked, flipped, and rolled around until I got the picture. Then came a feeling I hadn't felt in a very long time.

I was riotously hungry, and Baby Boy was too. Every time he moved, it set off alarms inside of my organs. Y'all, my stomach was void of all but acid. My mouth was dry and seemed to produce glue.  

Since it was almost morning, I decided to do some promotional work and show my king man's page some love. Besides, I could eat once I got up. Right?

My dialogue at 6:23 Monday morning went a little something like this.

I AM HUNGRY!! It's too early. This little boy has been kicking and wallowing around like he runs the kitchen. The sun ain't even up yet! 

Like for real Y'all I am already fat.

Five weeks to go, Family.  

About 3 hours later, I updated my fans, fam, and friends.       

So this is what we settled on. Both honey-covered tenders & leftover baked mac & cheese. With banana peppers and cherry tomatoes to bring electricity and water to my pallet. Baby Boy was dancing. 😋

You all know that when Baby says eat. I have to feed him ASAP. Thanks to everyone who laughed and pitied me this morning. I almost didn't make it! 🤣 You guys have encouraged me to get my fat on.

Shalawam Family! 😘

Thirty-five weeks and two days today. 💚💙❤💛

Until now, I did not share with my fans, fam, and friends that I could only eat 3/4 of the first tender, two or three tomatoes, 2 or 3 banana peppers, and a few pinches of mac & cheese. It was delicious and filling. I topped it off with an ice-cold 32-ounce cup of electrolyte powder blend.

All-in-all, I thawadah YAH for this whole experience. Even though things did not work out in my time frame, it did work out for me and my baby. I also experienced, for the first time, my ability to make my baby wait.

I will also admit that this was a knotty trial for me. I have been learning lessons to prepare me for Baby Boy's coming. I'm just taken aback by how early they started and by how psychologically deep.

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