Joining you ladies as I think I belong here with you girls as I munch on my enormous bowl of rice, souvlaki, stir-fry type dish which I am smothering in tzatziki at the moment. It's 10:30am.
My first pregnancy was a breeze food-wise. All I really craved was milk, especially strawberry milk. I ate well, eating a healthy breakfast of an omelet with veggies and then eating normal light healthy meals and snacked on nuts and fruit...
This pregnancy?
Holy moly. Don't mess with my food!
I just have ravenous hunger and I'm trying not to bawl my eyes out at the insanity of it. I'm pretty sure I am scaring my partner who has started adding extra treats to the orders when we order in. He came home yesterday after having stopped by the supermarket to get garbage bags and I asked him where the cake was. I think I actually saw a brief flash of fear rush to eyes...
Worse thing is, I am overweight and docs are concerned about gestational diabetes so I am really trying to be careful. Doc was like "we normally ask that people your weight try not to gain more than 10-15lbs or so during their pregnancy..." and I told him I had gained none with my previous one and he was very happy to hear. I think I will get into his office and just cry at his desk while I tell him how I am failing and how I am trying so hard but all I could think of is the ice cream machine they have at the hospital cafeteria even while I do...
I have never felt like this. My sugar keeps crashing like mad. Every time I test it's way too low and I catch myself looking at my partner in a cannibalistic way if I cannot find food in the house... I'm not sure I'm not growing a T-rex in there