My house, my rules

I had a doctor's appointment this morning. It was pouring down when I got there and I was a little late, but I didn't see my doctor's car in the parking lot so I knew I was ok. When i hadn't been seen 30 minutes after my appointment time, I was getting mad. The receptionist then informed me that the doctor just called, she was at the hospital with a patient 9 centimeters dilated. That's much more important than my 11 week check up, so I opted to get seen by the nurse practitioner instead. I got to hear the baby's heartbeat which was exciting. Glad to know Baby C is still alive in there. My blood pressure was freakishly low for what I normally run, so I'll be monitoring that. I also need to do better with meals. I'm constantly snacking throughout the day but I rarely have an actual meal like I used to. Part of the reason is because I haven't been eating much meat. This fetus seems to think we're vegetarians. My diet has been pretty simple pineapples, plums, peaches, potatoes, popsicles, pickles, pasta, popcorn...do you notice the same trend I do? This fetus sure does love all things P! Notable non P foods have been jello, broccoli, carrots (not any more), applesauce and cheese. 

That's not very much variety and it doesn't really get me up to what my calories should be for the day either. Some days I'll be able to gobble down a salad and it's the best thing ever and when I try and do it again my stomach is like, "whatchu doing? I'ont like that." So I stop eating it. I'm going to give this baby a stern talking to about our need for bodies. If you're going to be living in my body, you need to abide by my rules. Take that Baby C!