Well, I'm officially 4 months and I'm a little shocked at how fast this is flying by. However, I'm very eager for it to all be over because I'm not really having a good time. While I'm not plagued by nausea anymore, I just don't feel very good. I'm very tired and my appetite is far from anything I would have ever expected.
Pre-pregnancy and on a multiple occasions, Jeff has labeled me as a food snob and accused me of ruining him from being able to enjoy a meal out. Post-pregnancy, my appetite is completely derailed and all of my normal favorites are out of the question. We went to Asado last weekend and it was all I could do to hang on. The smells and site of steak makes me queezy. The thought of eating a normal meal makes me cringe. And, I haven’t had any desire to go to a nice restaurant since I was 6 weeks pregnant. Jeff asked if I’m going to want Olive Garden anytime soon. And quite frankly…it’s not that far off.
I would describe my pregnancy appetite as a little white trash. I’ve eaten 3 boxes of Froot Loops, a box of Golden Grahams, a few bags of animal crackers, and about 4 boxes of banana popsicles. I refuse to buy another box of popsicles until someone comes over and eats the lime and rootbeer ones that are overflowing in our freezer. I’m convinced that my appetite is gone for the next 5 months and I’m really looking forward to craving big people food again.
I saw the doctor last week and I have gained the weight back that I originally lost during my first 8 weeks back so that’s a good sign. We go back on 10/31 (the day after we get back from Mexico) to find out whether we are having a little boy or a little girl.
