I made spaghetti 2 nights ago and I've been eating everyday since. It gives me some heartburn, however I just can't stop eating it. When asked by DH or my mom if there is anything for them to take for lunches, I say no, just so I can eat the spaghetti. I've pushed the containers ALL the way to the back of the fridge where no one looks.
I wait until DS takes a nap to eat sweets so I don’t have to share with him. Or I go hide in the bathroom.
SAME. Nap time isn’t lunch time for me anymore. It’s ice cream time, canoli time, cake time.
@wildtot I’ve been living on otter pops! I don’t know if it’s a craving but they’ve never tasted so good.
FFFC: I lied and told DH I was having contractions this morning so he wouldn’t go up to NY for a work thing all day today... Soooo he’d essentially have the day off and get to go to the food truck festival with me and I could stuff my face while he ran around with DS. I should say, I feel like a pretty shitty person because this “work thing” was a work memorial for his boss that passed a couple weeks ago.
This is my second pregnancy and I found my first stretch mark today. I am irritated. I have kept saying this pregnancy has been different, because it has been tough. This discovery today puts the icing on the cake. UGH. Flame away! I know stretch marks are not the end of the world, but for me, in this moment, and for today it is.
Re: FFFC 6/15
@wildtot I’ve been living on otter pops! I don’t know if it’s a craving but they’ve never tasted so good.
FFFC: I lied and told DH I was having contractions this morning so he wouldn’t go up to NY for a work thing all day today... Soooo he’d essentially have the day off and get to go to the food truck festival with me and I could stuff my face while he ran around with DS.
I should say, I feel like a pretty shitty person because this “work thing” was a work memorial for his boss that passed a couple weeks ago.
So I had no clue what otter pops are, so I googled it, and now I’m craving one and salivating just thinking about it.
Im trying to stay awake until my H gets home from work, not really because I want to see him, but because I really want a foot rub.