I'd like to take a moment and give a shout out to peanut butter.
Throughout my pregnancy, peanut butter has been a true and steadfast friend. In the early days, it was one of very few foods that I could contemplate without dry heaving. And now in the later days, when I am craving an entire cake I slap some on whole wheat crackers and eat that instead. A poor substitute for cake, you say? Nah. The satisfaction I get from eating peanut butter and crackers instead of cake is worth it. No nutritional guilt, no unnecessary pregnancy poundage. It is such a low maintenance friend. Doesn't need refrigeration or preparation. It's there when you need it. And if you're really in a bind, no utensil is necessary. Come on, who hasn't stuck their finger into a jar of peanut butter? I just can't say enough good things about it. Before pregnancy, I couldn't have cared less about peanut butter. But I will never take it for granted again.
Sweet Mary, who am I kidding? I STILL WANT CAKE. My birthday is next week and god DAMN if I'm not going to bake myself a cake and eat it.