First I have to say that I've never been a "healthy" eater.
Not sure if eater is a word but you catch my drift.
Now, I haven't been a healthy eater (again just go with it) but I'm also not a bad eater.
Luke and I hardly ever eat fast food, and I don't eat "junk" a whole lot, buuuuut I also don't make sure that I get all my fruits and veggies everyday.
Maybe even every week.
I consider Sour Patch Kids a good dose of fruit.
And I do realize that some people may consider Sour Patch Kids "junk" but that is neither here nor there.
So from the moment I found out I was with-child I started freaking out about what to eat.
Eating for another person is A LOT of PRESSURE.
And some times you have added pressure from other people in your life and thats just not fun.
So put the added pressure of eating healthy, combined with nothing ever sounding good and it makes eating food a completely miserable necessary task.
Like I said, I haven't been sick while pregnant, but also nothing ever sounds good.
Well I take that back, sometimes something always sounds good but it is always only JUNK that sounds good.
Like Chicken nuggets from McDonald's and large fries.
WHY does that sound good?? I NEVER eat McDonald's but there have been some days since getting pregnant where I would hurt somebody for some McDonald's fries.
So bad, I KNOW!
And its never "sweets" that I want. Give me some good, greasy, nasty fast food and I am good to go.
Veggies and healthy chicken? Make me gag my life away.
And I DO NOT want to eat junk, so I find myself in the dilemma of my life.
At least it feels that way at the time.
I can't tell you how many times I've driven around town at lunch, driving from restaurant to restaurant to restaurant trying to find something to eat.
Something.....anything......just not junk.
Nothing sounds good. And if it sounds good I feel too bad to put it in my body.
One time, recently, after driving around for 30 minutes trying to figure out what to eat, I went to a restaurant sat down and called Luke and cried to him that I had no idea what to eat.
We are going to blame the hormones on that one.
My mom asked why I chose to cry inside the restaurant as opposed to the privacy of my car.
I cannot explain the things I do mother! My mind is not right.
I know this is the worlds best example of "making a mountain out of a mole-hill" but sometimes finding something to eat is HARD.
Has anybody else had this problem while they were pregnant?
You only want junk, but you really don't want to eat junk so you cry?
No? Just me? Ok I'm cool with that.
I have to admit there have been times that I have caved and eaten junk (like tonight for dinner, oops), but I also don't want to get into the habit of indulging myself in junk food.
Plus, the in-laws are coming this week so I am going to be on a strict diet of fruits, veggies, and water.
I do not want them to think I only eat junk. It will just be our little secret ok?
Also I have no idea why I used to many FULL CAPS in this post. Luke says I've been more dramatic lately.
It's because I have NO IDEA WHAT TO EAT.
Excuse me, Cheez-Its are calling my name.