Topic: Weirdness
For those that have seen me up close and personal, you know that I am not about to wither away and die. But people!! I'M FREAKING STARVING!!!!!! Every single person that asks me how I am doing gets the same answer - I'm hungry!! Not I'm fine, or OK, or eh. . .just a flat out matter of fact I'm hungry!!
Now my family doesn't make this much easier. I've spent a lot of time with my parents and sister in the last few weeks (so much actually that we couldn't remember the last time we had been this close. . .and all still standing basically unscathed!). My family LOVES food. Seriously, it's freakishly strange how much we love food. We don't believe in rationing. Oh no!! We eat with GUSTO!!! ;) I went home from the hospital Wednesday, had three spoonfuls of goolosh (how do you spell that anyway??) and a cup of green olives (not a pregnancy enduced cup, this is my normal behavior!). Mom. . apparently she's feeling my pain b/c she too had goolosh, but not a few spoonfuls. . .let's just say a bit more, some olives, a pickle, cheddar, mayo and tomato sandwich (which I insisted made me want to vomit all over her hip black shag rug) and a handful of those delicious white chocolate mint thingies. We know how to eat folks.
When I was pregnant with Cale, my first symptom of pregnancy was the fact that I devoured a large pizza from Little Casears and left one small, pathetic square for Chris. I have yet to inhale an entire pizza, but I will eat at 6pm and be miserably empty by 9, at which time I look at Bubba and say, DUDE!!! I'M HUNGRY!! FEED ME NOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! :) But the man hasn't smartened up, the mean thing he does is look at me and shake his head as if I lack the necessary willpower to deal with it. Ummm. . .were you just born lunatic?? You don't say no to a pregnant woman that may gnaw your big 'ole arm off in a matter of nanoseconds.
And lucky for everyone, I'm not craving strange foods like someone else I know. Nah, here in the great state of Oklahoma, we crave pizza (with SAUCE AND MEAT GRETCHEN. NOT SEEDS!!!!!) or green olives!! Or marshmellows!! Not something that I can't pronounce with my supposed Okie accent that I DO NOT HAVE!
Oh well, what am I going to do?? It's one of the beauties of pregnancy. Now should I go and wake Cale up before I pass out from having had nothing to eat in like 4 hours?? ;)
