Life is a box of....Cupcakes

I'm currently about 7 months into my pregnancy and a curious thing has happened. It's not unusual for pregnant women to experience this but I've been pregnant before and it didn't happen with my first pregnancy.
It's CRAVINGS.
Since the holidays rolled around, I've developed a hankering for anything sweet, soft, chewy, and buttery. I've re-discovered the Miami cakes. Oooooooooohhh..those delectable toasted coconut, cream-filled cakes 2 per pack that you can pick up at Provi-soir. Or even better, buy a whole box of them at Maxi's.


I found myself racing through dinner just to get to dessert. whereas before baby, I'd never really been a person to fancy too much desserts. I would rather eat more dinner and just skip dessert altogether.
So all of this is just new and ....well, exciting.

The other day after a satisfying gorge of Trinidad Christmas black cake, I took the back of my wrist to wipe the crumbs off of my mouth (nobody was looking) and i could swear i tasted something sweet.
I sniffed the back of my hand and it smelled different. I know it wasn't cream or perfume since I've stopped using any chemicals on my body whilst being pregnant. I tepidly stuck out my tongue and licked the back of my hand and it was Omigosh.....SWEET!... Sugar is now oozing out of my pores. I've decided to make a conscious effort to cut back on the sweets as no one , including baby, is really benefiting from my sugar binges.

Christmas was nice this year. Here are a few pics from the holidays:

Brandon's amused look- Who knew they had Bangladeshi Santas?

I think somebody got everything on their list this year

Dada and Brandon trying to figure out how to set up the new racing set. Which took 2 days to do

Brandon and his brand new aquarium with a fake shark reef built in. We bought a new goldfish to put in 3 days later which he aptly named "Gocool".
Before placing Gocool into the water, I put a few drops of water conditioner to dechlorinate the water. I let it sit for 3 hours or so before releasing Gocool into his new home. He raced out of the plastic bag into the tank and round and round the corals in the tank. Me and brandon were jumping around celebrating our new pet.
We all went out for dinner afterwards and came home about 4 hours later. I ran straight to the aquarium to see how Gocool was faring and was horrified to discover Gocool upside down at the bottom of the tank. I tapped the tank, he moved...but barely. What happened???!!!
Brandon, with his nose pressed up to the glass, asked "Whar's wrong with Gocool?"
Too upset to answer, I barely mustered out "He's just resting."

I went over and over in my mind what I could have done wrong. I doubted Gocool was sick when i brought him home- he looked perfectly normal to me. I felt so incompetent.
I started putting away his food, and all the other aquarium stuff and my eyes kept wandering over to the tiny goldfish, trying to hold onto life. I felt sick with guilt.

As I was putting away the water conditioner, i noticed that the bottle was unusually light. I opened the cap only to discover that it was...... empty?

BRAAAAAAAAANNDOOON......GET OVER HERE NOW!!!!!!!!!!

"What happened to all of the liquid in this bottle????!!!" I yelled.
"I don't know, mommy" he whispered.
yes you do!!!!..i yelled. did you pour it into the aquarium??!!
"No I didn't" ..he said calmly.
"do you know that Gocool is sick...you better tell me what hapepend????!!!!" i yelled at the top of my lungs. I kept yelling while he calmly kept denying that he was responsible for any wrong-doing. A disturbing thought quickly came to me...

he kept denying it until finally, he said it was dada. Right then and there, I knew he was lying.

I calmed down and told him that he wouldn't get a spanking if he just told me what happened.
"I'm not gonna get any licks?"...
"No..promise. Just tell me what happened."
"I wanted to feed Gocool his food so i put all the bottle inside."
Secretly breathing a sigh of relief that I wasn't raising a future serial killer, I very calmly started to explain that the contents of the bottle was not food. And becasue of what he had did, Gocool was not feeling very well. His eyes widened and he looked genuinely sad. I tried to explain that mama was feeling very sad becasue gocool was sick. he was silent for a few minutes and then a while later said "mama..I'm sad too becasue Gocool is not feeling well."

The next day, i decided I had to put gocool out of his misery and flush him down the toilet. I tried in the best way to explain to Brandon what i was about to do with it having to be such a traumatic event. "mama has to get rid of Gocool now so we're going to put him in the toilet."
His eyes widened with what I thought was fear and sadness and he calmly got up and said nothing.
As i Started to get ready to do the dastardly deed, he then made a mad dash to the bathroom and yelled "I wanna flush da toilet!!!!!"...with a big smile on his face.
I think I was traumatized at this point.

Sis Dahlia and I who amazingly are due just days apart. And No, it was not planned this way.

Pic of me- it's amazing how a nice dress can cover up 25 lbs of baby, cellulite and all that other fun stuff.

Until next time....Happy new year to all!