Pukey, acid refluxy. I ate two oranges after dinner last night, which are probably to blame. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Which reminds me, I'm back to craving fruit. TONS and tons of fruit. (and sometimes veggies) Last night, for dinner, I had a carrot with peanut butter, a bowl of whole grain rice with some peas mixed in, a smoothie made with banana, skim milk and some V-8 Splash and the two aforementioned oranges. Geez. You think I needed some vitamins? Tom had a steak and it didn't look the least bit appetizing. Blehh...

Interesting to note: I found my pregnancy journal from when I was pregnant with Ben. I have gained EXACTLY the same amount of weight as I had at this point last time. Weird, huh? I have always heard that you follow similar patterns with subsequent pregnancies and that generally, you will gain the same amount of weight (or close to it) no matter what you do or how you eat. (unless you are eating icing from a can every night or something, obviously) That appears to be true in my case, anyway! I don't mind telling you that I was 143.5 at this point last time. This time, I'm 132. Up exactly 20 pounds both times. Even if I gain a pound a week for the rest of the pregnancy, I'm still only up 40 total and that's not too shabby! :) I'm starting to pine for my regular clothes and my hipbones which have disappeared somewhere among the baby padding, so hopefully, it comes off like it did last time. (crossing everything, fingers, toes, fallopian tubes...)