Last night we had dinner with my Uncle Mike (Dad's older brother) who is visiting from Alaska. We had Auntie Pasto's. I ate a delicious meal of stuffed chicken (minus the ham, which is too salty) on penne pasta.
Speaking of pasta, my doctor keeps telling me that I have to LIMIT MY CARBS: ie, take out pasta, rice, bread, crackers, cereal, etc. ie EVERYTHING THAT IS DELICIOUS AND FILLING. Seriously, that is so hard! I don't know what he expects me to eat. I think I have to go back to the doctor at the end of the week and he's going to take one look at me and be like, "Hmm.. haven't been laying off the carbs, have we?" And I'm going to be like, "Seriously, do you want this baby to starve?!"
So that's my biggest frustration of this pregnancy. Wanting to eat carbs, feeling guitly about eating carbs, and then getting reprimanded for eating carbs. Darn you carbs!
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