More whining

I've caved, I'm just going to whine tonight. I don't really have a defense except it seems better to do it online where you can skip over it in 5 seconds than in person to my poor husband. And I already called and whined to my mother tonight. Plus, I do want to remember that I also got through this should I ever be lucky enough to experience this particular miraculous set of circumstances again.

To put it simply: I am hungry.

Really, really hungry. I can't seem to find anything I'm allowed to eat that makes me feel full, and nothing that makes me feel satisfied. I am craving anything spicy, a big hearty sandwich, the ice cream JD has been eating all week, chocolate, hot chocolate, mocha, cupcakes, pizza, anything baked .... basically the full list of things I'm not allowed to eat.

What have I been eating? Plain yogurt, mini whole wheat bagels, hard cheese, eggs, plain meat, tofu in low carb whole wheat wraps, cottage cheese, plain oatmeal once a day, no more than a 1 inch square piece of unsweetened dark chocolate once a day, nuts, protein bars, peanut butter, more nuts, blueberries, occasionally melon or half an apple ... and it's all so boring and bland.

I know, I'm incredibly lucky that thus far I have been able to control my GD with diet and exercise and that my lack of weight gain since the GD diagnosis seems to have staved off all of the other late pregnancy symptoms (very, very little back pain, no swelling - I'm still wearing my wedding band, still sleeping through the night about 1/2 the time ... ) so I'm sure if I wasn't complaining about this I'd be whining about all the other little distractions. I think that part of my frustration is that everyone expects me to eat endlessly, and I get so many comments about how 'lucky' I am to be able to eat whatever I want, when in fact you can hear my stomach growl at least once an hour if you're listening. I fully expect my weight to go up significantly post-partum. Hopefully my GD consult on Tuesday will at least earn me another signed letter clearing me for 7 more days to give birth 'naturally.' There is something also deeply disturbing in the power dynamic between my GD doctor and me, but that's another post for another time.