Cravings = Gender ?

If it's true, the old wives tales*, then ...

We might be expecting a girl!!

With both my boys I wanted to eat a lot of meat. It was as if I was having a growth spurt and into some muscle building regime. All I wanted was more and more and more meat. Chicken, pork, beef, mutton, fish even. Everything. Fried, in curry, stewed, stewed, grilled, baked... in every form of culinary possibilities.

Except that with Max I also wanted jelly for a while, so we half expected he was going to be a girl... but not. He was a sweet sweet baby any way. Oh and now he is showing to be a real sweet-tooth in the family!

This one, I only feel like I need more fluids, sweet ones, even carbonated ones, and fruits.

Today for dinner, MiL made some nice chicken stew, fried fish, sambal tumis (chilly paste with chopped onions, slightly sweet) on the side, and spinach soup.

I looked at the lovely spread, but nothing appealed to me. The sambal made a stir in my brain but did nothing to the tongue. So I had 2 bananas, a green apple, 3 digestive biscuits and a cup of Milo. Does this sound like a girl's dinner? I do think so.

The other funny thing about my cravings now is the no-cravings cravings. I actually don't feel like I want anything. Or rather, I feel like I want something but I don't know what. Nothing is really appealing to me. So I open the fridge very frequently but nothing gets taken out.

And when I crave for something, it could change the next moment. Or if I don't satisfy the slightest indication of what I wanted, it would have changed by the time it's the next meal, or even as fast as 10 minutes later**. Seems to be so fickle minded and indecisive. Sounds like a stereotype of a female? Hahaha...

Well, the good side to this may be that I could be losing some kilos by the time the baby's out! hahaha...

Will keep you posted on this cranky cravings...



* According to most I have heard, they say if you crave for sweet things like cakes and cookies, you're expecting a girl. If you want meat and eggs, it'll be a boy.

**This was the case of the sambal tumis. It was actually in the fridge and MiL heated it up for me when I asked her if there was any of her nice sambal left. After she brought it out from the kitchen I just looked at it but did not even want to sniff it. Teruk, kan?