Sometimes I feel bad for abusing pregnancy status to fit in 2 extra meals in addition to my usual 3 big ones (which I do eat, preggers or not because I’m not much of a snacker) but since the 2nd tri came, I’ve been almost having 2 lunches & dinners every other day (maybe because I still don’t have the habit of having breakfast?).
I know the whole ‘eating for 2’ shouldn’t be taken literally because the body really only needs an additional 300 calories a day to support the pregnancy but I can’t help it.For the last 3 days, I’ve been just thinking & wanting a cheeseburger (which I’ve not had in years, because I usually go for McSpicy or McChicken or McNuggets) so last night, the husband & I absolutely had to go grab this from the nearest Macs we could find (which is a 10 min drive away, darn it!) because I was starting to add the word ‘cheeseburger’ to every corny joke and sentence I could think of.
I reckon it must have drove the husband nuts enough to get out of the house half past midnight yesterday to finally shut me up with this:
a good ole’ cheeseburger.
[p/s: when we first started trying, we used to joke a lot about getting the Bo to satisfy my night-time cravings when the time eventually came. Obviously when nothing happened for a long while…this joke wasn’t funny anymore. Not too sure if this cheeseburger thingy was in anyway related to that. Hmm.. still thankful for this wonderful experience nonetheless – cheeseburger or not]