It's amazing how your eating habits change when you're pregnant. At least, I'm amazed at my reversion back to my 14-17 year old tastes. I was reading somewhere that a lot of women seek out food that remind them of their childhood, which would totally explain why I've had macaroni and cheese every Sunday for lunch for the past month. Today, I even threw hot dogs (albeit organic ones made with ecologically responsibly raised beef) in.
Between my morning cravings for fruit (I went through 3 grapefruit yesterday) and my dinner time cravings for something that includes Frank's Red Hot Sauce (pregnant women must keep them in business), I've found what I'm making in the kitchen to all be the less than healthy stuff.
It's weird putting on this much weight but not having that much of it go to my hips (although, I noted a double chin in action today... commence the high pitch whine now). I'm scared that, as I reached the halfway mark on Friday that July is going to come around and that I'll have put on way more than I ought to have.
Of course, that doesn't stop me from making desserts. Nor does that stop me from eating them.
Yes, they're donuts.
Yes, they're vanilla glazed.
Yes, they're delicious.
And yes, I started making them at 8 pm one night because I HAD to have them.
But, BUT (and I say this before you roll your eyes and start passing judgment), they're
b) contain 1 tbsp of butter divided between 12 donuts.
So there. Not (as) terrible for me.
At least they wouldn't be if I hadn't already eaten 2 today. I can't even promise you that there's an end in sight.
Click here for the recipe. I suggest using more than a pinch of nutmeg, and adding a teaspoon of vanilla to the dough when you're mixing in the egg. I'm planning on attempting a chocolate mint version of these over March Break (next week! wheee!).
Also on the March Break to make list: Meyer Lemon and Rose Marmalade and about a million DIY things for our guest room/eventual baby room. Who wants to bet I get none of that accomplished?