Fruity

It's funny how with each baby I've craved totally different things. I mean totally different. With Merrick it was ice cream...every night or someone dies. With Tirzah it was random things, but specifically egg biscuits and chicken nuggets from McDonald's, and these deliciously odd golden oreo cakesters with strawberry creme in the middle. I can't find them anywhere anymore, probably because I ate them all during my last pregnancy.

With this baby it has been, oddly enough, fruit. I mean, aren't you supposed to crave weird or unhealthy things? I've been craving anything fruity, which is totally not me if you ask my husband. I hate fruity stuff, but apparently BabyB3 loves it. And I've totally quit even wanting coffee...which I started craving with Tirzah.

And by fruity I don't just necessarily mean only the healthy stuff. Lemon pie will do, and so will this cherry limeade stuff that I can't stop drinking. It's even better when you mix it with Sprite Zero. (See...more fruity-ness) I've been eating strawberries cut up with cool whip on them for dessert some nights. And the local yogurt place where you can put a random assortment of fruit on your fro-yo? They might throw me out, or just continue to take all my money.

I guess I should just be glad I am getting plenty of antioxidants, instead of the sodium I was probably ingesting with Tirzah and the McNuggets, and all those calories with Merrick and the 37 weeks worth of Moose Tracks I inhaled. (And yes, it HAD to be Moose Tracks.) Now excuse me, but Billy just got home from work at CFA with my Lemon Pie. ;)

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