Constant Cravings

So far cravings have not been a part of the wife's pregnancy. Please note that in the previous sentence I refrained from taking partial posession of the wife's 40 week physical marathon by referring to this experience as "our pregnancy". I am here to do everything I can to make this process as comfortable as possible for her, but at the end of the day I don't have to carry around a medicine ball in my gut, I can lay flat on a surfboard, and am still able to make it through the night without waking up multiple times to pee. Sorry, rant digression, back to the food. Far from craving any random food, the wife is actually experiencing stronger than normal aversions to many foods she already didn't love, and is unable to eat many foods she would like to eat because of "what I did to her". The only thing even slightly resembling a craving she has experienced is a desire for soda. But this makes sense when you realize that something had to take the place of any and all previously enjoyable Happy Hour beverages.

I on the other hand appear to be experiencing some sort of inexplicable sympathy cravings. I probably completely made that term up, but we have noticed a trend ever since we found out a little one was on the way. Probably 3-4 times a week I absolutely lust after Panda Express. Why do I crave hastily made semi-cultural fast food? I have no damn clue. In high school I had a solid relationship with the take out specialists and bi-racial bear enthusiasts, but by the time I made it to college I realized that we were just going our seperate ways. I thought I had completley kicked the habit. Sure, I would grab some orange chicken if I was desperate for a quick hit of sweet and ethnic, but I always felt a little depressed after eating there. Now, for the past 20+ weeks I have been all over that damn place like... .

Anyway, I don't know what the deal is or when it will stop, but I literally had to sit in a chair for 10 minutes tonight and convince myself that I would be happier without orange chicken. I ended up getting some of the best Mexican chicken soup around and it was delicious. I've been feeling like I was catching a cold all day, so the soup was the perfect meal. Yes, I am still completely pissed I didn't go to Panda. WTF?!