I'm a fattie. I get it. This is not a fact that has escaped me, like, ever.
But just because I'm a fattie, it does not mean that I am food-focused, that I eat all the time, or that I eat unhealthy foods all the time. This is just the way my body is.
Now that I'm pregnant, it has become even more apparent, to me, how actually very little I eat, and how amazingly un-food-focused I am. I thought all the extra calories/eating for two stuff didn't happen till much later in the pregnancy. Nope.
No longer can I get away with just having cheese and crackers or a bowl of cereal for a meal. No longer can I get away with not eating till 3pm on a Saturday. No longer can I get away with just having a protein bar for breakfast. No longer can I get away with ordering the small bento box over the large. Because of long-term health issues, I used to have to stop eating at 8pm, otherwise I'd be sick in the morning. Now, not only do I have to eat 6-7 times a day, it's also better if I eat one of those times after 8pm!
I have to have a real, protein-laden breakfast around 6-7am (and maybe even a snack before that), another breakfast-y snack about 9:30, big lunch around 11-11:30, another small meal around 2:30, dinner between 5-6:30, a snack around 7:30, and maybe another snack between 8-9pm. Don't even get me started on how much water and orange juice I'm consuming.
I woke up this morning around 2am, hungry. I ignored it, to my peril, and went back to bed! Nausea this morning was cured by delicious cottage cheese pancakes with apple-ginger compote. But it returned soonly. Cheese and crackers, cereal, orange juice, seltzer, dried apples, all my snacks are not cutting it. I need, like, a real meal. And I just don't have the energy to clean the kitchen and cook it right now! So, because I let myself get hungry (at 2am!!!) I now have nausea that I can't quite get on top of. Lesson learned, little Homer.
I may have to take us out for a late lunch.
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