Garlic Parmesan Dressing
Oh, pregnancy, you strange bird, you fickle animal. You horse-kick-to-the-crotch, you. I’m now 300 weeks (read: 33) preggo and my symptoms have moved beyond cute cravings and into full-blown “I literally cannot get up as my pelvis is breaking in two honey MAYDAY MAYDAY”, which is less sexy than giggling…