Finally I am hungry.
For three months, nothing seemed appetizing.
I limited myself to small, bland meals.
Didn't have a hankering for sweets or treats.
Until yesterday, that is.
Before my doctor's appointment I gobbled a chocolate chip granola bar.
Forty five minutes later I watched my little peanut stretching and turning on the ultrasound monitor.
"Happy baby" said the doctor. "Looks like somebody liked the granola bar".
Me too:)
