Oh my God. This. Is. Me.
Allow me to elaborate on the donut issue. I wouldn't consider myself a true donut eater, I'll eat one if they're at work, but I don't typically buy them. I don't seek them out. If someone has gifted donuts at work, my first choice is one with cream in the middle. I'm all about the cream filling (hardy har har). Lately though sprinkles are ruling my world. One little colorful conglomerate of sugar at a time. I'm not sure exactly WHY I'm craving this food. I'm sure it has absolutely no nutritional value whatsoever, but when I want one, I really WANT one. So today while I was shopping at Fred Meyer I thought I'd casually check out their bakery section and perhaps buy one. What I found was an atrocity.
(gasp!)
WTF is that?!
Needless to say I did not take this sad little donut. I finished up my shopping (I bought healthy foods I'll have you know) and promptly headed to the donut shop a block away...
JACKPOT
I was SO overwhelmed at how delicious these bad boys looked that I bought half a dozen. I don't plan to eat them all in one serving, but it's nice to have them on standby. As proof that consuming donuts isn't really ALL I'm eating these days, I give you, a picture of part of my lunch:
Mmmmm. Healthy.
My other craving, beer, has been REALLY strong. So strong, in fact, I have actually dreamt of drinking beer. Why?, I found myself wondering? Those of you who know me, would not consider me a beer drinker I'm sure. So I took to the internet and did many many searches of craving beer during pregnancy. Turns out, it's super common! It doesn't mean I'm a deep-seeded alcoholic after all! Yay! Apparently, beer has a ton of B Vitamins and also, the yeast helps in milk let-down. I've talked to a few people about this and most say a beer here and there won't hurt, some say just drink O'Douls to satisfy your craving if its so strong. So, my other splurge on this Memorial Day, I bought some O'Douls.
My wet dream.
Man how things have changed...
Vanson seems to be more active than ever these days. Seriously sometimes I look down when he's going crazy and I'm afraid he's gonna kick through! According to the literature, he's busy in there laying down some fat and practicing his sweet judo moves. He's also busy making little tooth buds.
I hear pregnant ladies aren't supposed to lay on their back or their stomachs while they sleep because of circulation or discomfort... the past couple nights I've found myself half on my stomach, half on my side when I wake up in the morning. I wonder if this is because Kris is out of town this week. I should probably bust out the 'old body pillow so I can snuggle into that instead of smashing my face/ear/shoulder/belly into the firm bed and waking up sore every morning.
A sweet surprise I found on the calendar.
It doesn't take much to make me swoon dangit.
I told him before he left that maybe we should take a before pic and then when he gets back he can see how much I've grown while he's away. There is something disturbing we discovered at work the other day. One of our Health Unit Coordinators put a wash basin up to me and was like, "All gone!" I couldn't believe it! Crazy, my belly fits in a wash basin! So weird!!!
Now you see it...
Now you don't!
Looking at that second picture now makes me feel weird. I still don't feel like I look like myself. This whole experience has been such a physical and emotional experience. I don't identify with the second girl at all anymore. At least, not for now. But it is kinda neat that he fits right in there, freaky. As I had that basin up against my tummy he was moving around like crazy. I imagine he was thinking maybe "HEY! Who turned out the lights?!"
Another thing I did today was get a massage. It was AWESOME, and while I was lying there fading in and out of consciousness, I thought to myself, "why not make my own next milestone in this pregnancy? ... Why not celebrate the 30th week? ... Like... a Dirty 30 Week?"... I can see it now. Stained up wife-beaters abound! This pic that has been floating around the internet is what came to mind:
Needless to say, as soon as the Lavender Oil dissipated, I realized
it's probably not the greatest idea.
Now where is that O'Douls...
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