Night lunch

When we started dating Sydney introduced me to the Penner-men tradition of “night lunch,” which amounts to a sizable bedtime snack.  Or, more accurately, the fourth meal of the day.  When Sydney and Nelson get together, we see a lot of night lunch: the bread, cheese, butter, tomatoes, cottage cheese, etc., start filling the kitchen counter around 10pm.  I’ve never been sold on the idea of raiding the fridge just before sleep, but recently I’ve been putting in my own requests for night lunch.  Bread, cheese, and avocado or, like last night, popcorn with a large glass of milk.  Definitely more than just a bedtime cup of tea.

So some thing seem like particular pregnancy-related appetites.  But other things are just the way I have always been.  Sydney and I bought our first box of clementines for the season yesterday and I promptly ate eight of them.  Though some friends kindly chalked it up to pregnancy cravings, I don’t think I would have had any fewer in previous years.  Maybe I’ve just been preparing for pregnancy all my life 🙂

Erin