We had a little cookie exchange in our neighborhood last night and I came home with SIX DOZEN assorted cookies. What's a pregnant cookie-lover to do? Start with the chocolate ones, of course! Three chocolate chips, one peanut blossom and a blackbottom later, I'm so stuffed I could pop. I'm sure I've gained two pounds. And the baby's heartrate is in the high 160's. (a.k.a. sugar high)

Someone, please come eat my cookies... save me from myself!