Last Saturday was my first time feeling like a black hole...a bottomless pit. I'd feel a little hungry. I'd eat something. I wouldn't feel full, nor would I feel satisfied. I ate a sandwich. I ate some soup. I drank some water. I ate some leftover Corn Krispy Treats from Christmas. I ate some chocolate. I made a fruit smoothie. After a while, it was useless, so I just stopped. Blah. Tim offered to make me something else. Ugh. I've got to stop while I'm ahead.
Fortunately, I've only felt that on that one day. Hopefully that's all I'll get. I guess that's one pro for working-while-pregnant. I'm able to space out my snacking/meals better (and occupy my mind with work or web surfing) so that I'm not randomly eating during the day.
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