I'd like a drink please.....

No, really. I'd like a drink. Preferrably NOW!

I have to say, I find it completely ironic that at the time in your life where you need a drink the most, you can't have one. Or maybe you can have one. But just one. Call me a lush, but I do NOT drink wine just to have one glass. Two is a much more realistic goal, although still pushing it. And if I'm hanging out with my mom and sister in the hot tub, you can bet there will be multiple bottles magically disappearing. And let me tell you, those two can put those bottles away (but that's a whole different blog). Speaking of hot tubs, there's something else I'd like to partake of that is off limits. (Is anyone else noticing a pattern here?)

I had my first real food aversion yesterday. I went down to my company's cafeteria where nothing was looking that great (even though all of the food is delicious to the normal, non-pregnant person), so I figured I'd go with my latest standby: chicken salad sandwich on ciabatta. As the chef was making it, I began thinking to myself that it really wasn't sounding that great after all, but it was too late too stop him so I figured I'd be fine to eat it once I got back to my desk. By the time I paid for it and got back up to my office, I was done. I asked my boss if she liked chicken salad, handed it to her, and went to Jimmy John's. Yes I paid for two lunches, but avoiding the impending nausea was well worth it.

Eating while pregnant is not fun. Yes, being able to eat whatever you want is great in theory. Too bad it's a complete myth. Whatever you eat now WILL stick to your ass and you WILL have to figure out a way to get rid of it in a few short months. That being said, if you are willing to put forth the extra effort at the end then by all means, indulge away. I've been VERY busy convincing myself that I'm willing to put in that extra effort later. Actually I've been lucky so far. Yes, I'm up 9 pounds at 18.5 weeks but I consider myself to be doing incredibly well considering pizza has been on my menu weekly (if not more) for the past 12 weeks. (It's funny how my food aversions make me give vegetables the side-eye, but put a pizza crust underneath and dip it in ranch dressing and those veggies are gone within minutes.)

I've also been good about going to the gym lately. Now that I'm past the stage of needing to sleep in until 7 am, I'm up and at the gym by 5:30 am. And I've been feeling great! I'm sure I'm still just as flabby as I was when I started back to the gym after my first tri hiatus, but at least I feel like I'm doing something to counteract the pizza. Ordering onions and mushrooms on it to fullfill my vegetable food group was apparently not cutting it, nor was parking in the furthest parking spot from the front door at work. Not that I am actually doing the parking spot trick. It's way too hot this time of year. But it's just one of those things that I KNOW won't work, so why bother?