With my first pregnancy, I ate.
If I wanted it, I ate it.
And I paid for it. I gain a lot of weight and still have a few pounds hanging on to this day.
With first pregnancies, you have no clue and proudly state: I'm eating for two!
With any pregnancy after that, you know better.
And thankfully, I know better. But I'm still scared.
I'm still worried it will get crazy and I'll resort to eating. I find myself seeing certain foods and craving the taste. I've resisted anything bad so far, not even allowing myself the gooey taste of a cheeseburger. I'm making sure I get my veggies and fruit and oddly the thought of ice cream makes me cringe.
Hopefully this sticks with me for the next 9 months.
The Waiting Game
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