Until about two weeks ago, my answer was a boring "nope." Mmm...things have changed. I am having a totally bizarre craving. With Isaac I never craved anything, though I ate a lot of chocolate pudding. But with this little fellow all rational cravings have gone out the window. Some people want pickles, others want fruit or protein, I want...cement. You read that correctly, the stuff sidewalks and playgrounds are made of. If my belly weren't so huge I would likely lay down and lick the sidewalk until there was a groove. This is the ONLY reason I am grateful my stomach is so humongous, because it has been a temptation. Stones and crunchy gravel also have some appeal. The other day Isaac and I were out walking and he found a big pile of cement and stones. It looked like someone had torn up their sidewalk. He wanted to climb up the big mound and I seriously wanted to grab a big chunk of cement with rocks in it and bite. Gross you say, gross it may be, and yet I'd prefer a slap of cement to just about anything. Bon appetite!
