One of the major differences between this pregnancy and my pregnancy with Liam has been the cravings. First of all, they’re not as strong or demanding. I don’t usually need something right away and in an unequivocal way. Secondly, I’ve been craving things like salads, seafood, and smoothies. Last time it was calzones, donuts, and jamocha shakes (although let’s be real: Who doesn’t want jamocha shakes pretty much anytime they’re offered, pregnant or not?). I even have photographic evidence to prove the point.
Last Time (Yes, that is a pan of rice crispy treats. I waited as long as I could to make them. I needed them. I did not need for Matt to take that picture, but that’s a different story…):
This Time (That sandwich consists of hummus, sprouts, cheese, and an entire tomato on a 7-grain bread and I needed it just as much as I did the rice crispy treats, but I didn’t have to delay gratification this time. How great is that?):
Now if I can just hold onto these cravings after the birth…
That rice crispy picture is AWESOME.
Your brother thinks so, too. I don’t even want to think about the massive numbers of similar pictures he has saved of me on the computer…