I wondered the same.
Not for long. Your body starts to take control over the rest and gets capricious, craving for strange food, but often food that you need.
Like yesterday I only wanted to have yogurts. The whole day.
And last night... at about 11.00 pm, I started drooling thinking about a home made pizza. In less than 30 minutes I got it.
Home made by le Chef himself.
Being preggie's kewl... but being preggie + living with a real Chef is SUPA kewl.
I always complain about the side effects of expecting a baby, but suddenly I realize the male-ish position isn't so easy either (good luck Martin :P)
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