Cravings

Cravings – The only thing I want to eat is carbs: potatoes, cereal, pasta, noodles, bread, plus an occasional piece of fruit (which is loaded with natural sugars). My idea of a great meal is a mashed potato sandwich on white bread. If it’s white and starchy, I love it. Plus I have an absolute aversion to meat, chicken, vegetables or anything remotely healthy and good for you. I love McDonalds egg McMuffins and could eat them all day every day if only McDonalds would serve breakfast past 10:30am. Other than that, I haven’t had any real cravings. I don’t wake up in the middle of the night and demand taco bell……yet. The pregnancy is still young so we will just have to wait and see if some craving monster emerges later on down the line.

Speaking of food, eating is all I ever seem to do. I eat ever 2-3 hours and will surely be diagnosed morbidly obese before this pregnancy is all said and done. I finish my meal, wash off my plate and head to the fridge. That’s exactly how I would eat if I didn’t have a job to distract me. I hope they have the extra wide birthing bed at the hospital when I go into labor because my potato eating butt will defiantly need one.

Speaking of potato eating butts, I bought my first pair of fat pants AKA: pregnancy pants. The whole ordeal was incredibly traumatic. Thank the Lord they my fat pants are still too big to wear, but according to baby center any day a fully recognizably belly should explode and I will need new britches practically overnight. Until then, I am desperately hanging on to the last pair of jeans that fit me. I wear them every day and am terrified to wash them for fear of shrinking.

Until some resemblance of a belly emerges I’m tied to wearing looser fitting shirts for fear that people will wonder why I am letting myself go or why I suddenly have a female beer gut.
Of course everything I say or do leads to people prognosticating the gender of the baby. All the guesses so far point to a girl, which completely aggravates Cody (he wants a boy). Here are some of the guesses about gender I’ve heard so far. If I only eat carbs and don’t want meat, I’m having a girl. If I had morning sickness the first trimester it’s a girl. If I ever get teary, I’m having a girl. I held a string and needle over my hand and belly only to watch it spin slowly in circles indicating a girl is on the way. The first medical diagnosis of gender will take place April 18th. Hopefully our little baby will cooperate accordingly and spread em for the doc to see his/her goods. That’s enough for now.