Last night I made hamburgers and a salad for dinner. Anja and Martin really like hamburgers, but they are not so much my favorite, so I just ate salad. By 9:30 I was hungry again, but nothing sounded good. NOTHING. Martin told me to go out and get whatever I wanted, so I went to the grocery thinking I wanted chips and salsa. By the time I got there, chips and salsa didn't sound good anymore but fruit sounded really good, and so did soup. So I went to the soup aisle and before I could find the real soup I found the ramen noodles, which was EXACTLY what I wanted. Then I went back to the produce and bought myself a pineapple. While I was buying it I thought I remembered something my sister had told me once about pineapple being a natural labor inducer, so I texted her asking her about it. Then I went home and ate a third of the pineapple and only stopped because my mouth was completely on fire. I shared the rest with our neighbors Tara and Doug (Doug was at our house; he took some home to Tara) and with Martin. I kept thinking maybe that the pineapple, combined with the full moon and the low pressure weather system would bring on labor... and I only heard back from my sister just now with the following text regarding fresh pineapple:
"It really just gives you the runs."