Aaaah, I need help.
Today, I have eaten:
a big bowl of porridge
an apple
two slices of rye bread and two eggs
a big bowl of popcorn
a massive carrot and a pot of hoummous
two slices of cheese on toast
a pot of yoghurt
It's only 4.30 PM.
...and, I'm still starving. I can't wait for DH to come home so we can start cooking dinner.
All the while I can't even think about ginger, I had to throw away a pot of crystallised ginger as I gagged every time I saw it. I've also had to call DH and beg him to buy a different brand of toothpaste as the one we have currently makes me heave.
Why oh why don't pregnant women get Statutory Pregnancy Pay to help with the cost of eating like a maniac?
Anyone else out there with similar levels of craziness?