My older sister Susan and her husband had a tough time getting pregnant. That’s saying it mildly. They did in vitro fertilization five times! FIVE! Can you just see the dollar signs when I say that? The fifth time it finally worked. They had a beautiful daughter that they named Jewels. They probably should have named her Mercedes after all that money.
In the early stages of her pregnancy the doctors told her that in order to increase her chances of the embryo implanting successfully she needed to consume a lot of calories.
She did exactly that.
Oh how I was secretly jealous of her free hall pass to eat anything and everything. But the secret, in my opinion, was in the peanut butter. She ate a jar of peanut butter a week…just by the spoonfuls.