Some days I lived on toast, cereal and soup. Balance was far from my mind when I was trying to keep from tossing my cookies.
Veggies were far from my daily eats...very, very far away. This once salad crazed girl could barely stomach the sight.
I still drink coffee. Sure it is less than half a mug in the morning, but this girl loves it all the same.
Fruit is my JAM. Oh mamma. Grapes, apples, pineapple, strawberries, any of it, all of it, all of the time.
Apparently sleepless nights are not saved for baby's arrival.
I am not sure how this baby is going to come out. To say birth freaks me out would be the biggest understatement in the history of the world.
Mood swings are no joke. Just ask Phil.
I cannot express enough my love for loose fitting tees, boyfriend jeans and flats. My daily look.
Body oil is life changing. I rub my belly like I am prepping to roast a chicken.
My WIAW posts usually left out the frozen waffle that was also enjoyed at breakfast, the half sandwich at lunch and ice cream post dinner.
Trying to keep my mouth shut on the blog had to be one of the hardest things I have ever done.
More from health