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I have a confession.

I have a TERRIBLE sweet tooth.  It was bad beforehand but I would just manage it because I knew that in order to not end up 300 lbs, I'd have to just eat in moderation and not keep it in the house.

Since being pregnant, we have a candy jar in the house that almost always has peanut M&Ms in it, we have ice cream in the freezer and if we don't we go out and buy it.  I have candy in my drawer, the girl next to me has a basket of sweets and I cannot stop.

It's not just any sweet either.  It used to be fruity things.  Now it's just anything that is peanut butter and chocolate.  I have this peanut butter with chocolate chip ice cream from UDF that is just dreamy.  I enjoy a baby snickers from time to time and I would NEVER pass up a Reese cup! 

Since I'm spilling me beans about this, I might as well tell you that I also have a sweet tooth for those flavored Tootsie Rolls!

I'm a mess.  I need to stop and I need to replace these sweet with fruit... and don't get me wrong, I love fruit too.  I eat it 2 to 3 times a day and love it.  Because of the heartburn, I've had to cut back on oranges and that was hard.  But I'm dealing.

Anyway, just wanted to put that out there.


Cheryl E. said…
So glad to hear it wasnt just me when I was pregnant. I totally know the feeling! But doesnt it just taste soooo goood!!!!!!
Sassytimes said…
Mmmm...I LOVE sweets all the time.
Kristal said…
Ugh I could have written this post. Peanut M&Ms and Baskin Robins peanut butter chocolate ice cream. Yum.
Kristal said…
Oh and PS - I've always had a sweet tooth but it was greatly intensified when I started nursing. So be warned. :)

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