I always thought craving pickles while pregnant was just one of those myths...turns out, I crave pickles. All. The. Time. Dill, bread & butter, I don't care what flavor...they're all awesome. I'm pretty sure I could live off of them right now. With Ayla, I didn't necessarily crave anything in particular; I just wanted more of what I already liked--sweets. This time around, I'm not too interested in chocolate or ice cream...very weird thing for me to say, I know. Maybe it's a boy?
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