I've got my sad face on.

Ever since having Zoe some of my favorite foods have become poison to my body. This includes anything with eggs. I do mean anything. So awesome. My favorite breakfast and Easter foods are now out of my life. Probably forever.

Then I ate Lemon Meringue Pie at my In-Laws house maybe a month ago? I was up all night long sick with that one. I totally should have seen it coming since the Meringue is basically only eggs. I didn't though. I thought I'd be able to handle it. My body proved to me just how wrong I could be. Ironically I got freaked out that maybe I was pregnant again because of this little episode. No worries. I'm not.

Then there's tonight. Tonight I've learned that my body can no longer tolerate cheesecake. I have lost cheesecake now! I'm trying to decide what was worse. The non-stop throwing up I did the first trimester and half of the second of my pregnancy and then my sucky labor , or the fact that I can't eat eggs or cheesecake now.

I'm kind of leaning towards the food aspect of it all. Bummer. Zoe is so lucky she's so darn cute. Because her birth is what started all this nonsense. If I didn't love her so much I'd probably be really mad at her.