Extraordinary Thing #28: Out-of-Control Cravings

Tonight I had a MAJOR pregnancy craving, one that completely possessed me, for a warm gooey freshly baked chocolate chip cookie (this isn’t a strange craving but a most powerful one). Erik was out having drinks with friends, so he couldn’t go get me one, and even if I overcame my acute back pain to make a batch of cookies from scratch, I would end up eating all of them and feeling sick. What to do? I sat there obsessing about it.

Things I considered:

-Calling a friend and asking them to go buy me a cookie from the pastry counter somewhere

-Eating a can of chocolate frosting from the pantry

-Making one cookie like the one cupcake that Kristin Wigg makes herself in Bridesmaids

OK, the last option seemed like the best/most rational, so I found a recipe online for a single chocolate chip cookie. Turns out there are people like me who can’t help but gobble all the available cookies and need the self-control and self-indulgence that just ONE giant cookie can provide. So I made the cookie recipe and kind of had fun mixing together the cute, tiny little amounts of ingredients. I waited forever for it to bake, I mean forever. 25 minutes for one giant cookie. WTH?

This perfection is what I got.

I was completely happy and satisfied… until I tasted the cookie. It was gross. Totally gross. Not even my overpowering craving could convince me the cookie was worth eating. I tossed it right in the trash.

Oh man. Fail. And I still have my craving. It’s kind of OK though, because it’s all part of being pregnant, which is like falling into a weird vortex of smells, feelings and hormones. And there’s always a bowl of granola, which I am defeatedly eating as we speak. Sigh.

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