Friday, August 04, 2006


For the past 8 weeks or so, I haven't wanted to eat eggs. Well, actually I haven't even wanted to smell eggs, which meant Gabe had to go without, too. Poor man. But this morning, just like that, I wanted an egg. And when I say "want" what I mean is something like "I absolutely MUST have a fried egg RIGHT NOW or the world will come to an end!"

It sure tasted good. :)

Pregnancy is so weird.

1 comment:

Rachel said...

I desperately needed a steak and potatos after giving birth. NEEDED. As in, I WILL NEVER BE HAPPY AGAIN IF I DON"T GET A STEAK AND POTATOES NOW!

It was several hours before I got my steak (or anything else, for that matter). I cried about those steakless hours many times in the first few weeks after giving birth.

Very, very weird.