Mmmm, peanut butter

The one thing I don’t miss about being pregnant is the heartburn.

Oh, the heartburn.

It was horrible.

And of course, I’m one of those fools that hates to take medicine so I had to deal with the heartburn with nothing but cold milk. Sure, it helped but I drank so much milk that I was buying a gallon a day!

Everything I ate would give me the burn, especially peanut butter.

And if you know me, you know I LOVE peanut butter.

I could eat peanut butter all day… and now that I’m not pregnant and not experiencing the pain of heartburn I am.

Everyday since Turtle was born I’ve had peanut butter and banana sammiches for lunch.

Oh, and those peanut butter patty Girl Scout cookies my hubby bought me, they were no match for me.

But I’m getting off track (peanut butter does that to me), the heartburn sucked and I don’t miss it one bit.

I also don’t miss the waddling, the inability to sleep on my back, the uncontrollable cravings and the acne.

But I sure do love the end result.