Nearly a week has passed and they continue to taunt me.

Every morning they greet me downstairs, sniggering.  After each meal in the kitchen, they sit beside me, mocking me for thinking I was full and satiated.

These lousy neighborhood kids and their foolish manners, have they no clue?

Don’t they realize when someone holds out a bowl full of candy at the door, you should take more than just one? Help a pregnant lady for crying out loud.  Just because I look like I swallowed a toddler whole doesn’t mean I will.

I mean really.  The last thing I need is a stash of leftover candy in the house to carry my sugar high into Thanksgiving.

My pregnancy with Babisodes somehow managed to skip right over the holidays.  Well, the fattening ones at least.

She was deprived of delicious pies, turkeys, and any gluttonous goodness the holidays have to offer.

This baby girl I’m pregnant with right now? I have hunch her first words may be, “Sni-ker” or “choc-lit.”

Perhaps all of this kicking and punching down there is just morse code for- Unwrap another!  Either that or she has a sixth sense for sucrose and does a happy dance when high-caloric foods are nearby.

All I know is that I really hope I don’t have go on bed-rest again.  I cannot afford to turn into veal while trapped in the supine position.  Not with Thanksgiving and ChristmaHanuKwanzadan on the horizon.

Muscles will atrophy as cellulite takes over.

Anyone want some candy?

Please take more than one.

Finally, all is right with the world.

My outlandish affair with Chef Boyardee may have come to an end. I sank my teeth into a chewy, undercooked mini ravioli the other day and nearly hurled the dog food-like beef filling back into my bowl.

As a result, me and chocolate are back on. That’s right. We’ve reunited and it’s never tasted so good, especially in the form of cupcakes. And like my fellow pregger blog friend, I’m all about gummy foods too.

Last night I woke up heated and salivating after a dream about gummy bears, gummy worms and Swedish Fish all cohabitating inside one of those Big Top Cupcakes (Have you seen their commercial? It’s an SNL skit waiting to happen). Dadisodes is the only person who can safely dispense Gummy Vites now.

After 4 months, it appears things are finally falling back into place. Now if only someone could nudge Mother Nature back onto the pill or something. I think she’s feeling a little irregular. Because those golf ball size SNOWFLAKES over the weekend were totally not kosher. It’s October! That level of extreme PMS is unacceptable…and I am officially scared.

Oh, and one last thing. This kid inside my belly is screaming for fried rice. Not just any fried rice. We’ve tried three different Chinese take-outs in recent weeks. All disappointing. But last night, I think we found “the one.”

And they deliver.

Hence, no belly shots worth sharing here today. Not after plowing through that box of take-out.

~ Sandy

I always thought I was one of the ones who did.

Apparently,… I was wrong.

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“Mommy, I’m hungee.  May I haf a snack?”

“Sure. What would you like to have for a snack?”

“Spoons.”

“Spoons? Uh… I don’t think you can actually eat spoons.  Would you like a snack you need a spoon for?”

“No. I want Spoons.”

“Okay, do you want a snack or do you want to play with spoons?”

“I want to eat Spoooooooooons.”

“But you can’t eat spoons?”

“How comes?  But dey right there!”

*points finger at leftover Halloween candy bucket (Um, I have NO idea who would leave something like that out)*

“Honey, there are no spoons you can eat in here.”

“Yes there are!”

“Where? Where do you see spoons in there?”

“Here Mommy!”

Freaking Betty Crocker.

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