
This pregnancy I have gone to McD's twice. Once after a Tupperware rally - I was driving right past it on 34th Street and just had to turn in and get a milkshake and fries - which were totally over salted, but I was so hungry I ate them anyway. The other time was yesterday and I subjected R to it too. I feel so ashamed. We were at Costco and I was going to get something there and then realised that they only took cash or Costco cash card. I had already told R that we would be getting food and he had been so good and was a little upset about me not keeping my word. I told him we would at WalMart - which was our next stop. So, we did. Every time I eat McD's I think "Why am I eating this? It's gross! Really gross." And I sat there and choked down my over salted fries, which R wouldn't touch - smart boy! - because the Mennonite in me kept saying I paid for it, so I should eat it. I debated about going back to the till and asking for fries that had no salt, but it would've been a hassle with R and our stuff, so I refrained.
I really got to stop going there though - I think I need a support group - a sponsor of sorts (sorry, DH, I don't think it would work to have you, I would just get defiant and say the baby wants it and then it wouldn't be that pretty!) to talk me through this awful craving. Because I regret it every time. Isn't the definition of crazy something like doing the same thing over expecting different results? Yeah, I am a crazy McD eating pregnant lady.
4 comments:
YOU FED MY CHILD MCDONALDS!!!!!!
AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH
Quick, get a dialysis machine on him before its too late.
Hey, wanna watch Super Size Me again?
haha, just laughing at your hubbys comment!
good luck with that!!
aw man, and here I thought this post was gonna get really into it, like that you ate a whole huge supersized meal or something because you just HAD to have it! Honestly, I think some of the stuff they sell at the grocery store is just as bad as anything they sell at McDonald's!!!
Um, yuck. McDonald's is disgusting and I always feel bad after I've eaten there. And yet, every so often, the golden arches call to me and I find I am powerless to resist . . .
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