Last night, I had my first experience of craving something so badly that I sent Steve out at 9:30 at night to get it for me — I couldn't eat anything else. I couldn't even think of eating anything else! It was a cheeseburger with bacon, cheddar and Swiss, onions, tomatoes, ketchup and mustard. (Lots of protein there.) I had to call around to find a restaurant that was still open ... and God bless the Chatterbox Pub in Highland Park. The guy on the phone let me tell him exactly what I wanted on my burger, and Steve was a champ about going to get it, and oh my Lord, was it the best cheeseburger I have ever had in my life!
(This never happened when I was pregnant with Daniel. I am glad it happened this time, though: It was so satisfying to bite into that burger and feel so ... fulfilled!)