The Cream Cheese Frosting Diet
Hello, Internet. Just a quick State-of-the-Fetus update for you: we had our weekly prenatal appointment this morning, and besides the highlight of hearing the heartbeat, the only notable news is that I somehow LOST 2 pounds in a week’s time. A week, may I remind you, that included an office bake sale (with the requisite plateful of cookies and brownies ingested FOR CHARITY), a soft-serve ice cream cone as big as my forearm, the ingestion of five cupcakes (two vanilla, three red velvet), AND multiple spoonfuls of cream cheese frosting eaten straight out of the mixing bowl.
Truly, this is a miracle of life.
I’ve heard that weight stabilization is a precursor of labor, but weight LOSS? Is a precursor of me driving my ass to Dairy Queen tonight.
I have a feeling that this glorious baked-goods free-for-all is the baby’s way of saying, “Go ahead – enjoy yourself. Because pretty soon ‘dinner’ will be eating stale Cheez-its in your spit-up encrusted pajama pants at 8:30pm.”
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