Do you know the muffin man?

People love to ask me what I've been craving and really, I've been pretty boring in that regard.  I wouldn't say I have cravings, per se, just things that I want occasionally, but not in any different way than when I'm not pregnant.  I went through a couple of weeks where I just wanted a damn baked potato, so then we had baked potatoes for awhile and I got over it.  I mean, if you offered me one I'd take you up on it but I haven't been begging Joe to make them lately.  

I've always liked milk, cold and skim being my preference.  I remember studying in France and dying for a glass of milk and thoroughly confusing my host mom as she bought powdered milk and a warm box of milk from the shelf (??) before finally realizing that 'lait frais' was what I was after.  And sure enough, there have been a few weeks here and there during this pregnancy that I have been drinking a gallon of milk in a matter of days.  Yet milk, like the baked potatoes, wouldn't be what I consider a constant craving of the past couple of trimesters.

Interestingly, after eating four (4) muffins so far this morning, I might have to own up to the fact that I have eaten more muffins in the last 6 months than at any time in recent history.  It isn't as if I constantly want muffins, or think nonstop about when I can get my next muffin fix or anything like that.  I guess it's just a combination of the season (pumpkin muffins), jiffy mixes (blueberry muffins) and being too lazy to dig out my loaf pans (banana muffins).  Then there are the mornings before work where Joe will grab me a snack and I'll eat a huge chocolate or blueberry muffin at my desk just hours after having my cereal.  

This morning I was getting ready to do some holiday baking and scouring my cupboards for any extra flour or sugar when I found a box of orange cranberry muffin mix that has been in there for lord only knows how long.  I pulled it out, mixed it up, and put the muffins in the oven without even realizing what I was doing.  I figured Joe would wake up in time to have some breakfast with me.  Then I got to folding laundry and sorting through sale flyers when I realized how many muffins I had already eaten.  Um, Joe is still asleep.

I'm not sure if just eating a ton of something is what people mean when they ask about 'cravings' but I think the muffins might come close.  Now if you'll excuse me I think I'll go back to the kitchen to find another muffin.  Er, and fill up my third glass of milk.