November 21, 2009

Last night I deliberately chose to consume, in the privacy of my own home, half a beer. It’s the first booze of any sort I’ve had (or wanted, really) since learning of the pregnancy. It was sooooooo good. And today I had an entire can of diet Pepsi. Caffeine, aspartame, a zillion unpronounceable chemicals. The pregnancy police are sure to hunt me down. If The Olive emerges 7 months from now with flippers, I have only myself to blame.

Don’t even get me started on what I’ve been eating lately…as soon as I discovered there was no Crab Rangoon chapter in What To Eat When You’re Expecting, I quickly lost interest.


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