Why is it that before I was pregnant, I would never even imagine eating taco bell, and now I can't wait to get my hands on a beef taco. Really? A beef taco? I don't even eat red meat, let alone fast food beef. Poor cows.
Why is it that I go to sleep hoping to dream about what my baby will be like and I end up giving birth to a little black cat that claws the shit out of me and refuses to let me swaddle her?
Why is it?
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Ahhh...pregnancy dreams! They only get better as you get bigger! I once dreamed that I had a kangaroo pounch that Evan would poke his head out from time to time.
ReplyDeleteAs for Taco Bell, don't worry about the cows...it's powdered meat. :) I'll quote you a line from my favorite movie, Juno: "Hey, I am a sacred vessel; all you've got in your stomach is Taco Bell"