Alcoholic?

Today my husband called me an alcoholic. His reason for this comment was that I was craving alcohol so much during my pregnancy. I have two things to say about this, well, possibly more than two. We'll have to see.

1. If I told you (directed at Andrew) that you couldn't play video games AT ALL for 9 whole months, then you'd be craving them, too.

2. Being pregnant makes a woman crave strange things.

Let me address Number One first. My husband plays video games to relax. Ever since he was little he's done this. I relax a little differently. I haven't been drinking since I was little, but I do enjoy drowning my sorrows in a nice glass of Jekyl Riesling (which is available at Costco in the Monterey area for around $6 a bottle, which is much more reasonable than the $25 a bottle that La Fondue charges in case anyone has an idea for a baby shower gift). These last few months have been especially stressful, what with the pregnancy, and the new job, and the pregnancy. Yes, pregnancy needed to be listed twice because it is that stressful. If I told Andrew that he couldn't play a single video game for 9 whole months then I'm pretty sure he'd be thinking about nothing else and he'd be counting down the days till he could play a game again (2 months and 3 days!).

So far I crave sugar and salt at the same time. This craving has manifested itself in a variety of ways, such as pickles and cheese, sweet & sour sauce with soy sauce on my rice, and chips and salsa. I know that chips & salsa isn't too odd, and the pickles and cheese isn't either because I was craving it at a fondue restaurant; but people look at me oddly when I smother my rice in sweet & sour sauce then drizzle soy sauce all over it! It shouldn't surprise you, then, that many pregnant women crave beer. There's something about the starchy goodness of it all that just sounds delicious. Now, I want sugar and sweet. Guess what beer is??? See the dilemma?! Or what about a margarita? That's definitely got the sugar and sweet rolled into one.

To be fair, my doctor did say that I could have one drink during my pregnancy. He told me this in front of Andrew. I could have kissed my doctor. Then Andrew had to kill the mood. Andrew's response? "I'm pretty sure you had that drink before you knew you were pregnant." And all my dreams of having a nice, cool, sweet, crisp glass of riesling went right down the toilet, along with that day's breakfast.

Two Months and Three Days till this baby is due to arrive. If it's not here ont he 10th, then it'll DEFINITELY be here on the 11th, DAMNIT.