Hungry hungry preggos
Thursday, October 28, 2009
8 weeks, 4 days pregnant
Up until this week, I prided myself on not being a preggo chowhound.
Up until this week, I was actually eating less than usual.
You know, because I felt sick at the thought of … almost anything.
That changed this week, in good ol’ Week 9. I’m still super nauseous, but I’m also … hungrier. Like I get so hungry that it’s ALL. I. CAN. THINK. ABOUT.
In fact, when I was searching Google Images for a photo of the Hungry Hungry Hippos game, those white marbles reminded me of those little white gumballs that are exactly the same size. And I have spent the last five minutes thinking about how good those gumballs are. Mmm.
The trouble is that my lunch-packing skills have not caught up to my new appetite. For example …
MONDAY: Ate my lunch and all healthy snacks by 2 p.m. Begged Darling Husband to bring sour cream and onion chips when he picked me up at 5 p.m. He did.
TUESDAY: Ate my lunch and all healthy snacks by 4 p.m. Was starving. Darling Husband — remembering Monday — brought a bag of chips when he picked me up at 5 p.m. Good man.
WEDNESDAY: Ate my lunch and all healthy snacks by 2:30 p.m. Was almost in tears by 3:30 p.m. when Darling Husband picked me up for my doctor’s appointment. Ended up getting a cheeseburger Happy Meal (with milk, ahem!) on the way there.
The problem is clear: I eat crap when I find myself stuck somewhere, starving.
The solution? Pack more healthy snacks (vegetables, fruit, nuts) to ward off these snack-attacks.
Let’s hope it works — otherwise these coming months could be extremely porky!