Here are some things that people ask you when you're pregnant:

How have you been feeling?
Have you been peeing a lot?
Do you know what you are having?
When was your last menstrual period? (Don't ask this one! Trust me, the pregnant will bite off
your face if you do. You get enough of this at the doc.)
Have you been sick?
Are you excited?
AND
Have you had any weird cravings?

In answering that last one regarding cravings, I've always replied that no, in fact, I do not have cravings. The first 5 months of my pregnancy were a bit tumultuous because of the incessant nausea. During that time, I'd have cravings but basically out of a process of elimination. I had to narrow my food options down based on what I thought I'd be able to keep down. The options included Ramen, peaches, and bean burritos so it wasn't too hard to narrow. Now I've entered the third trimester and I have to say that I am changing my tune. I am definitely having cravings, you guys.

I've just discovered the pregnancy craving in the last week or so. It's like having a psychotic episode. Once I get something in my head I HAVE to have it and IT has to be exactly what I want or I won't be able to move on with my life. Right now I cannot stop thinking about shiny glistening Krispie Kreme glazed doughnuts with a side of coleslaw and fruit loops. I'm not kidding. I picture it every time I close my eyes. I gotta have it. I would seriously give someone 50$ for a doughnut, some coleslaw and some Fruit Loops right now.

I Christmas shopped for 5 hours today so I can't bare to leave my house again. Plus, I'm sitting here blogging in my fat pants. If I go out in my fat pants, my self-esteem will suffer. (This is how fragile I am.) Fran is working right now but you better believe that if he was here I'd be sending him to the store. I wouldn't feel bad about it either. As far as husbands of pregnants go, Fran has gotten off really easily. He hasn't even met Bitchy McBitcherson, my most colorful alter ego. He has only encountered me in my "I'm huge and lame and everyone hates me. Tell me I'm pretty" mood just a few times. And I think the fact that I've waited until the last 2 months of pregnancy to crave random crap speaks volumes about just how easy he has it. I am a little concerned about this craving stuff though because I've already gained 35 of the 40 pounds my doctor requested I gain throughout the entirety of my pregnancy. This could get ugly.