Ice Cream and The Biggest Loser

Ah...my own little pregnancy tradition. Now, this didn't really start as a "tradition" but one night (I believe it was premier night of the latest season) I decided it would be fun to "fight the man" (Jillian) and eat some ice cream while I watched The Biggest Loser. Of course, when I first became a Biggest Loser fan, I would fix the healthiest dinner I could think of on Tuesday nights so that I wouldn't feel bad to watch all those people suffer for 2 hours. Well, apparently that is all over! Now, every Tuesday night I say a little thank you to Baby Culver while I whip out the Slow Churned Ice Cream and prepare my Biggest Loser treat.

Now, I didn't feel the slightest bit guilty about my little tradition until about 4 days ago when Ben and I had our latest pregnancy check-up and I asked how I was doing on my weight-gain. Now, due to the early pregnancy sickies I had lost some weight in the first trimester, so I wanted to make sure I wasn't behind...little did I know! When Dr. Carson took a look at my chart she had a little smile on her face and said "Well, we want you to gain about a pound a week - about 4 between each appointment. Between your 1st appointment with me and your last appointment with Dr. Old Man (I don't remember his name) you hadn't gained any, but between your last appointment and this one you have gained 7." I don't think it is possible for Ben to have snorted louder! And ever so quietly he leaned in and said "that's almost double" - thanks Mr. Mathematician, I got it! Of course the doctor said it is nothing to worry about unless I keep up this trend for the next 3 or so appointments. But, of course as the conversation wrapped up Ben was (somewhat gleefully) letting me know that I might not need ice cream quite so often...whatever.

So, after all of this adventure I have decided that no, I am not in fact going to give up my Biggest Loser treat, but maybe I will try to have berries or something the other nights of the week instead of letting myself eat ice cream 3 or so nights...But don't you worry, tomorrow night at 7:00 (yes, Central time zone can be fantastic) I will be found on the couch with my bowl of ice cream - take that Jillian!