I wasn't feeling well this afternoon so I ambled upstairs for a bit of a lie down with a book. I'm finding the being horizontal helps with the nausea. Anyway, I was happily reading along when the main character sat down to a plate of waffles. Harmless, right?
Suddenly, I needed waffles. Had to have 'em. Didn't matter that I'd just eaten lunch, or that my stomach felt like it was up in my throat.
Must. Make. Waffles.
So now I'm eating waffles.
Love it. And, if you go this route, my nursing cravings are always WAY stronger than any pregnancy craving. Crazy hormones indeed.
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