Stop there – what are you chewing and is there any left for me?
I am going to be the size of a small country if these food pangs don’t subside. They refer to it as a ‘hearty appetite’ in pregnancy but I don’t necessarily want these foods – I need them!
Breakfast is now a fifth of a box of cereal, toast with lashings of butter and marmalade, and some fruit and orange juice. Yes that all sounds perfectly reasonable but then 20 minutes later I’m onto my next course which is usually tea and chocolate or something with at least 99 per cent sugar. Around an hour or two later I’m tucking into sandwiches. Then it’s onto afternoon treats (usually more chocolate) and of course dinner and dessert in the evening. Often, extra evening treats mean a phone call to my hubby on his way home.
In between all that and my regular day job, I’m an acting food monitor officer. That involves checking out what others are eating and assessing if it looks like it satisfies that person’s palate. I also try and gauge if that food would please me in some way and if I’m not daring enough to ask for a taste, I usually make a mental note to buy it myself.
Thankfully, I’m not one of these women that is eating coal or other crazy food stuffs. One of my friends had terrible cravings for curry chips in the morning. Lucky for her, her partner wasn’t a bad cook and in time mastered the craft of chips a la curry for breakfast time.
Now, of course if you’re going to eat this much, there are repercussions. For me, that means I’ve turned into a walking talking gas machine. While eating and farting all day doesn’t sound like the most beautiful phase of pregnancy, that’s where I’m at. Smelly and Belly – that’s me!
Stay with us every week for more from ‘Big Belly’ as she continues her pregnancy adventure.
