I’m a hungry girl. A friend even got me a shirt (in two colors) reading, "ALWAYS HUNGRY." Then later, when she discovered I was pregnant with twins, she sent along bibs and mini shirts for the guppies with the same mighty slogan, far better than, "GOT MILK?" I subscribe to Weight Watcher’s email, but in truth, I usually see it there in the inbox with a subject line about exercise with a buddy, and I hit delete before opening it. However, I also subscribe to the free daily email over at hungry-girl.com, and I open those. Recently I received one of their "Girls Bite Out" emails designed to provide survival strategies for the weekend where it gave a Chew & Tell Review of none other than my nemesis: Mac ‘N’ Cheese.
Lately I haven’t been able to gain weight; food has no appeal to me. And it’s strange to even say those words "able to gain," but in carrying twins, I feel like I should be eating more, not much more, but a few extra calories at least. I remember back in the day when Weight Watcher’s had a nursing/pregnancy program, where you had extra fruit and milk and maybe 300 more calories. I thought I’d be one of those women to use pregnancy as an excuse to gorge, but I’ve lost all desire to eat. Though I still haven’t lost any weight, even with all the vomiting. I still weigh what I weighed when I contemplated joining Weight Watcher’s, 140 lbs., naked, without jewelry or a hair band. I’m still throwing up, but at least recently, I’ve been craving things. Vinegar mostly. But after seeing the Hungry Girl email about Mac ‘N’ Cheese, I know what I’ll be having (and hopefully keeping down) for dinner. 14 weeks prego today, kids (and the First Screen test results were negative, which I’m told is a real positive).