Cocoa Baby

When this new baby comes- and oh my, but She is coming awfully soon- I'm pretty sure that She will look like this: 

 

Hopefully just the one of Her, though, but still.  Because after the amount of chocolate I have consumed in the last few months, there is just no way Her little genes haven't been altered by all that cocoa infusion.  I mean, I have always loved chocolate.  Mmmmmm....chocolate......

But this is just insane.  I think I have a problem.  Hello, my name is C, and I have a chocolate problem.  I eat it all day.  ALL DAY.  And. Sometimes in the middle of the night, too.  

If I could, I would just melt some down, stick it in an IV bag, and send a direct line in, continuously, all day.  With Little One I craved milk, and oranges.  But not like this.  And since Little One is now allergic to both milk and oranges, I seriously hope I am not dooming the Little Miss to a lifetime without chocolate, because what would be the point Peanuts?  What kind of life would that be?! 

No, chocolate is necessary.  But this much is not good.  For example, even though I lost weight during that dreadful first trimester, and even though I gained it slower and got a lot more exercise in the second than I did with Little One, the chocolate has, since it's constant companionship in this last trimester, chunked me up so that I already am heavier than I was when Little One was born, and I'm not even done yet! With being pregnant, or with the brownies and snickers bar in the kitchen! 

It's a shame that Little One and I can't trade spots for a while.  At the moment, we are rather like Jack Sprat and his rotund wife.  One thing is for sure.  This baby is going to be born just FULL of sweetness.