Queen of Dairy
Last year at this time I was about 38 weeks pregnant. Sam was about two years and almost 3 months old. I was exhausted, people. I tell you , the whole pregnant with toddler thing? That was rough. I spent quite a bit of time sitting out on the patio with him while he played with his sand/water table and that’s about all I was good for. Of course, I could barely get in and out of the beach chair we’d set up for me out there. The broken toe didn’t help. Mercifully, Sam was still napping back then, so I would too. But once we woke up it was so hard to find something to do for the remainder of the day until Hubby came home from work.
It was during this time that I developed a wee habit. When pregnant, I crave dairy, like big time dairy, which is pretty abnormal for me when I am, you know, normal, as in NOT pregnant. As such, I am not normally an ice cream person. But last summer? Well, last summer was a different story.
Dairy Queen was a 15 minute drive away from us at the time. On those hot days when I had no idea what to do to get us through the rest of the afternoon, I often had a craving that had to be satisfied: Milk shake. Chocolate milk shake. I swear I think there might have been a few weeks there where Sam and I went to Dairy Queen every. Single. Day. The drive was an opportunity to sit down and be still. Sam would relax in the back seat. We’d listen to music and blast the A/C. I’d get my chocolate milkshake and he’d have his vanilla cup with sprinkles. He’d eat maybe five bites and I’d eat most of the rest.
What’s so odd is that I thought this was TOTALLY NORMAL. I thought I wanted ice cream because it was hot outside. I tell you what though - it’s hot this summer too and we went recently to Dairy Queen to get my beloved chocolate milkshake, at which point I discovered, much to my horror, they’re really not that good, even when it is 95 degrees out. I was a crazy woman. An addicted crazy pregnant woman. The two Dairy Queen employees probably knew when I’d had the baby before anyone else because they noticed I wasn’t there drinking a milkshake. Those guys must have cracked up every time I pulled up and waddled out of the car. I can’t imagine the names they must have come up with for me - Queen of Dairy was probably the nice one. I wonder if Sam remembers the summer that his mommy tried to talk him into wanting ice cream Every. Single. Day.
I think I had a homemade root beer float every evening of my third trimester. All in the name of calcium. Could that be why I gained 55 pounds? Perhaps??
Speaking of interacting with fast food employees while pregnant, a lovely young gentleman at an In N Out exclaimed, “WHOA!!!! You look like you’re about to EXPLOOOOOODE!!!!” when I waddled up to get my order. I would have punched him in the face if I hadn’t gotten distracted by my Easy #2 with cheese… and a milkshake.
I was the same way with frozen virgin strawberry daquari mix made with sprite…like everynight. The cashier probably thought I was a drunk pg lady with all the bacardi frozen daquari mixes I bought.
I should be very thankful then that I am Queen of Celery right now instead of shakes. Now, when I was pregnant with Noah all I wanted were breadsticks and sauce. My hips totally told on me, too.
Steph
When I was pregnant with my first, I’d go to bed a couple of hours before my husband. He couldn’t come to bed unless he brought a BOWL of sliced cheddar cheese with him for my midnight snack. I ate cheese every night for weeks on end, sitting up in bed in the dark.
Mooo. It must be a dairy thing?
Pregnant women are generally crazy. Sometime I should write about the time my sister had a tantrum—and I mean tantrum—over a hot dog when she was pregnant with her daughter.
Ooooh, I had a tantrum over grape jelly when I was pregnant. Seriously, I cried in front of my entire extended family!
This post and all the comments are hilarious!
haha.. oh mine was Dairy Queen flame thrower burgers… my little guy just turned one in may (he wasn’t actually due til July) and i’m sure they knew I went into labor as well b/c hubby wasn’t there anymore! lol
too funny!
i just had this same conversation with someone, the other day! Funny…
I ALWAYS thought that my bizarre pregnancy yearnings where completely normal and in retrospect? What the HELL?
[...] which, as you know, is uncharacteristic for me. Wasn’t it THIS summer that I was going to Dairy Queen every day while pregnant? Wasn’t it just last night that my water broke in the kiddie [...]