Not exactly anything new, but I will share with you anyway... I can't stop eating. Especially desserts. I'm going to be in serious trouble at Italian Christmas Eve. All those sweets and cakes so readily available and me having absolutely ZERO self-control. It's like my brain understands I'm full and that eating sleeves of cookies is probably not a good idea, but my hands keep moving toward my mouth with gluttonous abandon.
Oh, and for all those lovely people who scoffed at my poor excuse for a bump last week, let me tell you that at the start of week 18 I have officially "popped," meaning, I no longer have to point out my belly as it immediately presents itself. Hopefully the dress I bought for my friend's party last night will hold out for X-mas but I think I may outgrow it by New Year's. Especially if I keep up my excessive dessert regimen.
Pictures from our Arizona spa vacation coming soon, unless they were destroyed during the unfortunate trip our disposable camera took in the X-ray machine at the airport.
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