When I was pregnant with Caderyn, I never had weird cravings.
Sure, I had cravings (um, hello! Cupcakes and Mexican food), but nothing that was odd like dipping a pickle in peanut butter.
But with this little babe, it's weird.
It's like I want something, but I don't quite know what it is.
I still want pizza like all of the time. But I also want veggies and fruit and cereal and water. Oh lord! One woman simply can't get enough water. I don't really want sweets. I treated myself to a blizzard after my doctor's appointment yesterday and only ate about half of it before I felt sick. Sick I tell you! This is a momentous occasion because I DO NOT let ice cream go to waste. My grandpas would surely disown me.
So last night, Caderyn was in bed and my house was semi-clean and I was hungry. But I didn't know what I wanted. So I rifled through my cupboards, considered making a grilled cheese. Considered making rice. Considered ordering pizza and then remembered we're pretty broke and I shouldn't be doing that anymore. So then I grabbed a bag of sea salted veggie chips. I paused. Then I grabbed some applesauce.
And you know what I did?
I sat on my couch and dipped every single one of those sea salted veggie chips into my applesauce.
And it tasted soooooooooo goooooooooooood.
Who would have thought?