I just got back from my baby-mama appointment. I had to do one of those glucose screening tests and it really wasn’t that bad. I drank some stuff that tasted like Hawaiian Punch, went and had an ultrasound (they still needed pictures of the baby’s spine) and then I got my blood drawn. No big deal at all. My blood pressure is amazing and I’m getting fatter. Everything is perfect. I did talk about the amount of weight I’m gaining. I fit into the same clothes, I don’t look any different (except my belly getting rounder) but I still packed on an extra 7 pounds this month. She (the dr.) checked my legs by pushing her fingers into the skin and she left HUGE indentions that just wouldn’t pop back out. “You do know that a gallon of water equals about 8lbs right.” “Um….sure?” “Well, It’s obvious that you are really bloated. What did you eat in the last 24 hours?” “Hmm…I did kind of have a frito splurge with tobasco sauce yesterday.” “X, I really think you should lay of the salt and try to fit more fruit into your diet. Especially watermelon. It’s excellent for the bloats.” Dagh! I don’t want anything other then salty or savory food. It’s all I crave. I don’t want fruit!!!! I know…whine, whine, whine. Tomorrow starts a new day. I will stop eating salt…for the most part…and I will eat lots of bland veggies and watermelon. I’ll just have to look around for low sodium chips and make sandwiches out of roasted turkey or something. I’ll have to learn how to roast a turkey of course. How hard can it be, right? I will turn over a new leaf…tomorrow….or the day after….or sometime in the near future.