Sugar and spice and everything nice, that's what little girls are made of? No-not me. I've spent my entire life eating the protein and the salt. Cookies? meh. Ice Cream? only sparingly. Fruit? oh hell no. Pregnancy has changed everything.
SUGAR.
Nothing makes me happier (that includes you, Josh)!
I have mutated into the damn cookie monster. Somebody get this preggers some sour skittles, sprees, a chocolate milkshake, and some ginger snaps - and then maybe some lemonade and Sprite to wash it down - and I'll shut up for about five minutes until I crave it all over again. While all this sugar has made for a delightful pregnancy...I mean who can be in a bad mood when you're eating all that sweet stuff? It has done a number (or 30) to the scale...
As of 18 weeks, I had gained 24 pounds, and I'm petrified to step on the scale right now. The idiots doctors and scientists and nutritionists that do all the pregnancy recommendations and what-not, claim that a 25-35 pound weight gain is "healthy." I'll tell you what's healthy...not being HANGRY all the damn time. Thankfully my husband understands this, and has been great about keeping me fat and jolly.
In fact, my sugar cravings have gotten so out of control, I even demanded that we cheer up our Monday-workday today by celebrating something, ANYTHING. I needed a reason to buy a cookie cake, and my boss suggested we celebrate my pregnancy. So what did this narcissist preggers do? I marched drove my fat-ass over to Food City and got a damn cookie cake in my own honor. It. was. fantastic.
It was a liiiittle embarrassing to ask the bakery lady to write this. I maybe might have tried to suck in the whole time so she thought I was just being a sweet friend or something...
Strategically placed, yet again!
I mean...I'm a goal setter, but I have failed/changed my preggers weight goal about 15 times already. First, it was 35. Then 40. Then 50 lbs. Now, I just hope that they can fit me through the doorway during labor. Sorry, Josh - I warned you I would get fat the second we got married. I wasn't joking either :)
Basically, I just want all of you future preggers to not feel so self-conscious about eating for two sixteen. I've never been able to just stuff my face without guilt, and doing just that has made this pregnancy absolutely smooth-sailing. (I say this like I have millions of future preggers reading my blog, when in reality, I'm preaching to like...my mom and sister...oh well).
I've been good at hiding my belly shots, but I proudly present to you my 21 weeks, 2 day belly shot:
At 25-30ish pounds heavier, you are welcome to judge me and talk about me behind my back, just not to my face, please. Now excuse me...this preggers has some cupcake-eating to do! Cheers :)
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