I went to the grocery store yesterday to buy milk. Just milk to last me until Wednesday (and as an aside, apparently a half gallon only lasts a day and a half). I also ended up buying a big package of sugar cookies, with the intention of eating a couple and bringing the rest to work.

AH HA HA HA. Yeah. Right.

So all day I’ve been pacing the house.
“What’s up babe?”
“I want another cooookiiieeeee!”
“So have one!”
Husband is really not helpful here. He is encouraging me! Bad! Bad husband!

Those cookies ARE going to work tomorrow.

And I am STILL hungry. I don’t know what else I can eat! It’s all I can think about… I stand in the kitchen and go through cupboards… what can I eat, what can I eat?? I need something more substantial. Maybe nuts would do. Okay, not likely. I think a lot about going out to eat… some big meal, like chicken francaise or beef marsala. With a baked potato and a salad. And rolls. Gosh I don’t remember ever being this hungry. It appears it’s either nausea for me (when thinking about eating makes me feel a little sick) or extreme hunger. I expect the weight gain to continue in a drastic way, especially through Christmas. It is strange, but this is the FIRST time I have ever eagerly looked forward to a large turkey and stuffing holiday meal. Bring it ON.

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Today I got to see a little bit more wiggles from my belly, though every time I looked down he’d stop. The most interesting thing is that I now feel movement from both sides of my belly at the same time. Kick kick on my right, push push on my left. Definitely stretching out with all limbs. It really does remind me how big he’s getting!

My belly is getting larger and tighter and my belly button is disappearing, disappearing. It’s getting very shallow. The weirdest thing to me, however, is that, as tight and stretched as my belly is, it has no stretch marks yet. That’s not the strange part, I wouldn’t expect to have any yet. The strange part is that I’m getting stretch marks on my boobs!! I’ve gone from a C to a… C. It’s a fuller C, but WTF? I’m not 100% certain it’s stretch marks, they’re on the under side of my boobs and could be simply crinkle marks from sleeping on them, etc… but they sure do look suspiciously like stretch marks.

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Time for bed. I have a very busy 2 days ahead of me, and my internal clock is now predictably all messed up.