20 Questions

We will get to the 20 questions in a minute. First, I need to adress something, and no, not the Chrihanna scandal. That'll be the first post on another blog of mine.

So, apparently, this kid likes to eat. Q has been harassing me about not eating. The truth is, I just really don't have much of an appetite. It's almost as if I can't tell when I'm hungry. I have always been the type, though, that has to have a "taste" for something in order to eat. This may be a result of the ulcer I began developing at 14, combined with when I used to be plus sized. I lost 75 lbs., and I think it had a weird psychological effect. Anyhoo, I normally don't eat till after 1 pm or so. I just don't want to, and the thought of breakfast food kind of disgusts me. This week, however, I decided to do something different. Q has been reminding me to eat, in the am. When I see a text asking me how I feel/did I eat, I kind of just go and eat something. I couldn't go back to sleep after Phil left this morning, so I got up and cleaned some and went to McDonalds and had a steak bagel. I FEEL GREAT. I ate the whole thing. And the hash brown. Why doesn't McDonalds sell hash browns all day? I would rather order those than fries sometimes. There is a McD's in the hood that sells breakfast all day. ANYWAY, The point is, on the days that I ate within a few hours of getting up, I have felt good. No nausea, no vomiting, no headache...maybe now I can gain some weight, instead of losing, like I have been lately.

I almost feel like a fat ass though, forcing myself to eat. That's where I think the psycho babble comes in. I seem to equate eating with getting chunky and in my mind, I can NEVER be 215 again. I have to remember I'm feeding the kid. I was really hoping I would not be a nut case during this pregnancy but apparently I am. Who has to talk theirself into eating? Am I anorexic?

I finally had a craving last night. One of those where I had to get up and go get what I wanted. What was my craving for?

A Dr. Pepper. It was DELICIOUS.

A new favorite? Edy's slow churned (1/2 fat!!!) Strawberry Cheesecake ice cream. Sent straight from Heaven. I still don't like cheesecake though, and thank God there are no cheesecake hunks in this.

I love eggs, I mean LOVE THEM, but I can't stand the thought of them right now. I hope I start liking them again! Because I really love them. I guess the kid does not. I also recently found out my mom does not like them, or will only eat them scrambled with cheese. I never knew that! She's so different.

Are my taste buds kind of off kilter? Things just don't seem to taste like I remember them tasting. Like cheese. It's like nothing has enough salt. Is this normal? Will this change?

Are my boobs going to shrink back down?

Why do my hip joints hurt all the time now? And my tailbone? Am I sitting too much?

Is it odd that I am not even considering natural childbirth, or any aspect of it? NOT AN OPTION.

Why does my hair stink (to me)? I want to shampoo every other day.
WHY IS MY SCALP SO DRY????

Why do I smell myself all the time? I almost give up on deoderant. Can anyone else smell me?

Why am I so easily annoyed?

Why does this take 9 months? I guess you get that long so you can get used to the idea.