Cravings

I've been asked by many people if I've had weird pregnancy cravings, and Sean is quick to remind me that I really haven't. Of course I've had a propensity for anything fried (jalapeno poppers, french fries, onion rings, calamari)....but really, who doesn't??

The only odd thing is that I've really wanted soda. Before I was pregnant, you would never hear me ordering a soda if we were out for dinner. I'm just not a sit-down-and-have-a-coke-with-dinner kind of girl. Lemonade perhaps. But never a 7Up or a Dr. Pepper. Until now. I've been craving root beer (caffeine free, of course). And even though I'm not an ice cream kind of gal, I've probably had more ice cream during my pregnancy than I've had in the last few years.

So what does this mean? It means that last night I HAD TO HAVE A ROOT BEER FLOAT. And my wonderful husband didn't mind taking me to Mitchell's Famous Ice Cream parlor where the line snaked outside and we had to wait for 15 minutes. There I was, in my sweat pants and fleece hoodie, with my 8 and a half month belly entering the ice cream parlor before I did. People stared. I was a walking cliche. I was THAT pregnant woman.

And the kid behind the counter got a good laugh out of my order. The jokes on him though. I've been drinking root beer floats with mint chocolate chip ice cream since I was 7 years old. That's no pregnancy craving mister, that's nothing but normal!