That is until my baby girl reached the 20 week gestational mark and I was freed from so called 'morning sickness'. Now, I am shamed by the contents of my pantry. Chocolate milk, cinnamon bears, and angle food cake monopolize my conscious and unconscious thoughts. Today, I purchased half a dozen donuts from the bakery-all chocolate (and I only shared one). The night before last, I prepared lemon-cheese blintzes covered with homemade blueberry syrup for dinner. Last night, at book club, I was offered an extra-large helping of strawberry shortcake which I would normally turn down. About 5 minutes later, I was shocked to find that I had devoured the whole thing.
Tuesday, my sister in-law, Kate, and I took our children to the tulip festival at Thanksgiving Point.
It was lovely, it was warm, I worked up a bit of a sweat, and on our way out, Kate bought some water, and I left with one pound of fudge-solely and selfishly intended for moi'.

In other (totally unrelated) news; I've already gained 24 lbs. this pregnancy, and I'll only be 26 weeks tomorrow.
So to all of you who live close to me, quit lying to me by telling me how good I look. Just be my friend and bring me a donut.
*We will be moving on Saturday. Who knows how long it will take to have our internet service up and running. If you need to get a hold of me over the next week, please email me before Saturday and ask for my cell phone # if you don't already have it. Thanks.