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“I Eat Sand.” “Please Tell That To America!”

by Jill
written by Jill

I think the first time I’m on national TV, I’m going to be telling the world that I eat sand. Sometimes. Just a little bit.

See, when I was in California for Mom 2.0 a couple weeks ago, I had the chance to pitch a team of execs and producers and important people from HLN. I had no idea what I was going to actually pitch. I just stood up there and some stuff came out that they didn’t seem super thrilled about, but one of the producers noticed I’m pregnant. And perhaps she picked up on my willingness to tell-all and embarrass myself? Because she thought I’d be perfect for a video diary project with them, one all about the “truth” behind pregnancy.

Am I the girl for that job, or what?

On our call this week, I actually said, “Oh, scaring people about pregnancy and child birth is kinda my specialty.”

And, “Did I tell you I crave sand?”

To which they were like,”LEAD WITH THE SAND.” < paraphrased

I just recorded my first video diary, where I not only talk about wanting to eat sand, I actually sample a little. Because why not? I’ve been sneaking tiny bites here and there. It really does help tame my intense, insane cravings for it. Let’s just put it out there.

So yeah, big announcement y’all! I’m going to be on HLN’s Raising America, and it’s possible the first thing the rest of the world will learn about me is that I find the sight of a beach to be more appetizing than a chocolate sundae right now.

I’VE MADE IT!

I wasn’t the only one who got the green light to contribute to Raising America. You can hear more about it in the clip from HLN below. I’m not sure when my segment(s?) will air yet, but I’ll be sure to let you all know. Maybe a few of you can tell me how it goes since… uhhhh… I don’t have cable.

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Pica- It’s Back

by Jill
written by Jill

I want, I crave, I salivate thinking of eating a spoonful of wet sand. I would love to eat a couple pieces of chalk.

I want these things more than anything else. More than pickles or ice cream, more than pizza or french fries. Nothing sounds as good to eat as sand and chalk. I’d even settle for the shavings of a gritty rock… like the one I craved when I was pregnant with Leyna. 

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It sounds so strange to you, I know. And to me, when I would try to explain how I “used to have pica” to people, when I was past it, it was so strange to me, too. But now? In this moment? It makes total sense in my head. Why wouldn’t people eat sand and chalk? Why don’t those things sound delicious to others?

*sigh*

This is bizarre, and yet it’s not… to me.

Of course, I’m not acting on it. OF COURSE, I’ll tell my midwife about it at my appointment next week, and my blood will be checked for iron levels again, and I’ll keep taking supplements and cooking everything in a cast iron skillet. I’ll keep requesting steak whenever I get the chance, and adding a side of leafy greens or broccoli.

But, I don’t think it will go away. I did everything I could when I was pregnant with Leyna to try to get it to go away. My iron levels were never dangerously low, but still it was there -the constant, strong desire to eat earth, rocks, sand, dirt, which started around 6 months pregnant. Right where I’m at now.

Quite a few of you asked when I posted about Kendall’s rock jar a couple weeks ago if I was craving those rocks in that jar. And I wasn’t. Then. I’m still not, not those rocks. Not really rocks at all this time… so far.

But soon after, I found myself thinking, “Wow, I bet the sandy dirt at the bottom of that river would taste really good.” And then, on our rainy drive home from St. Louis, I couldn’t stop dreaming of wet, sandy dirt along the side of the road. Cracker Barrel couldn’t hold a candle.

So it’s back – this weird obsession that makes everyone but me cringe. Because to me it makes total sense. Why wouldn’t I want to eat chalk and sand? That’s like someone asking me why I wouldn’t want to eat a red velvet cupcake. That’s just absurd, of course I’d eat that.

Except I won’t. Yet.

 

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