Dear God,
I have made it this far. And I’ve gained weight. I’ve let it happen (albeit, I haven’t been the most graceful abou tit), and now that we’re nearing the end of this little journey, I wonder..
.. why am I suddenly wanting to eat everything in sight?Â
What kind of cruelty is this? It’s not enough that I had to shelve my natural caloric-counting habits, and had to eat balanced meals (that included MILK, God.. I TOTALLY DRANK MILK FOR THIS KID), and for most of second trimester, I couldn’t exercise. Do you know the joy I felt when I visited the doctor at my last appointment and hadn’t gained anything? Do you KNOW?!Â
And I’m craving things that I don’t normally crave. Sweets, for one. God, I’m craving sweets. I don’t do sweets. Give me some bacon any day. But dear Lord.. I had a bag of Reese’s Pieces at the movie last night. And I am ashamed to admit this, but the caloric count on the bag was split into SIX SERVINGS A BAG. I’m going to be a whale!
I won’t even mention the giant canister of spanish peanuts and candy corn that my mother sent me. I have refrained from licking salt from the inside.. thus far.
I am still drinking water. I am still walking when it gets cool enough. I am still parking in the back parking lot (without complaint, even!). I am still carrying catering up to our events.
WHY HAS MY APPETITE CHANGED?!Â
Oh, and ANOTHER thing.. what’s up with this heartburn? I’ve eaten Hot Damn sauce and hot wings and thai-phoon shrimp and everything else I love up until a few weeks ago.. now ANYTHING makes me ill. WHY?! Why must you take away the foods I love, and replace them with CANDY?!Â
On another note, thanks for the healthy baby. He’s quite the fighter. Even now, he’s doing some karate routine in my ribcage.
Someone sent me this quote the other day, God. “A ship under sail and a big-bellied woman are the handsomest two things that can be seen common.” Benjamin Franklin said that. So be nice to him. For me.
Love,
Sarah
Ol’ Ben Franklin was into the older women, too. He points out that you can’t tell what color a cat is in the dark. I’ll send him a kind thought for both of us.
God is sooo NOT funny when it comes to the last trimester. I ballooned up (if you recall). I put on the same amount of weight in the last two months that I had put on in the entire other 7…WHY?! Because of Breyers fudge twirl ice cream…Damn that Breyers. Good luck. I hope you do better than I did:)
This is exactly what happened to me. I loved the Louisiana hot sauce, but in my last trimester, C-YA! And I loathed sweets before pregnancy. Couldn’t stand chocolate (to the point that I would peel it off of the peanut butter cups). Then, I devoured three Cinnabons in one sitting. Not the minis. I gained 15 pounds in my last eight weeks. THAT IS NOT NORMAL. But everything turned out okay. it just took me a long time to lose the weight. And unfortunately, I still love sweets. My body chemistry has been forever altered.
OKay… So I didn’t gain ANY weight in the last trimester with Mike, because my heartburn was so bad, I could eat nothing but yogurt. I’d rather have to do aerobics after the baby gets here!
Steph, we’re about to get to that point. Yogurt, milk, or anything calcium based is ALL I can stomach without becoming violently acidic. Even bland things like sushi are starting to bother me.. SUSHI, for pete’s sake! So I’ve decided to only eat healty calcium stuff.
You know, like chocolate millk and donuts.