Lauren BarrettA — Finding Answers in Traveling

Finding Answers in Traveling Lauren Barrett

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Pulling up to our Airbnb, I affixed my sea bands to my wrists and did my best to ward off any further nausea. We were here, San Francisco, at the start of our California road trip with the theme being to capture the major league stadiums in our quest to see them all. And instead of jumping for joy at finally arriving at the destination of a much planned and carefully crafted trip, I was cursing the high heavens for being in the throes of morning sickness and food aversion thanks to a much unplanned and not carefully crafted pregnancy. My husband, on the other hand, was annoyingly elated over the start of our vacation and the pregnancy as well. I cursed him too.

“I need bread,” I murmured.

He didn’t seem to register the urgency.

“I need bread. Now. It’s the only thing that will make me feel better.”

And that’s how we began the first night of our long awaited trip. Me stuffing my face with bread, realizing that I had just given up a yearlong hiatus of gluten and praying that it didn’t flare up my Hashimoto’s disease. My husband quietly turning on Queer Eye and trying not to disturb the woman who so clearly looked like his wife but yet who was acting not a bit…