I figure I will have a lot to 'fess up to over the next few months, so why not make it a reoccurring blog with a cute name?
Baby Confession #1:
This Saturday I ate McDonald's for the first time since college.
Freddy is quick to point out that I ate McDonald's a few times while we lived in Plano, but those don't count because they were salads under desperate circumstances.
We were on our way to a wedding in Dallas and I KNEW that I couldn't make it until 8 o'clock to eat, so I HAD to get something in my belly. My choices were McDonald's or Taco Cabana. I opted for the small, regular hamburger, no fries because I feared spilling nacho cheese in my lap. I experienced no gut-rot, so I count this risk-taken as a win.
Are McDonald's burgers a craving? I hope not, but that may be just wishful thinking. I used to pass McDonald's without even blinking, but now I pass the golden arches and my mouth waters at the thought of bacon egg and cheese biscuits with a hash brown OR a hamburger. I promise to keep you updated on the latest battle: McDonald's vs. my will power.
I am curious to see what other mommies ate during pregnancy that they never ate before.