I am now 13 weeks pregnant and, depending on which book you read, in my second trimester. (The other books say the second trimester begins at 14 weeks. I don't like those books.)
My little sea monkey, she’s the size of a peach. (I only say she in a wishful thinking sort of way.) Last week, she was a plum and before that a green olive.
It’s a bit weird referring to the sea monkey’s size in terms of fruit. Why not balls – and not those balls, you dirty people. She’s the size of a Ping Pong ball or a tennis ball or a Bocce ball. But, oh no, we refer to it as fruit.
Probably, because as a pregnant lady, all you think about is how much you either hate food or how much you want food.
Lucky for me … I guess … it’s been about how much I want food. I don’t want anything in particular, if you’re curious. No pickles and ice cream for me although I did get an odd hankering for jalapeno poppers one night. It went unfulfilled, though. I though I'd save Mark from midnight runs till I can't see my toes. My issue has been non-stop hunger and when things taste good, they taste GOOD. Two breakfasts and sometimes a morning snack each day. The other day, I ate every bit on my plate at the Thai place only to come home and eat a PB&J.
As far as too good foods, there’s popcorn-peanut butter M&M combo Mark subjected me to at the movies and the 10 million Nilla Wafers I ate on Monday ... and 10 million more on Tuesday. Thank goodness some of the other things tasting good include pineapple, cantaloupe (which I hated before) and cucumbers.
Pregnant or not, what foods do you crave?