So I’ve never really believed in that whole pregnant-craving-in-the-middle-of-the-night-send-your-poor-husband-out-in-the-cold bit. I just thought it was exaggerated and that no one would ever do that. BUT, last night, after I’d been asleep about an hour and a half, I woke up INCREDIBLY hungry, the hungry where if you don’t get something to eat in the next 5 minutes, your whole body will shut down. And I wanted spaghetti. The good thing is that I made spaghetti last night, so there were leftovers in the fridge. But I think if there hadn’t been spaghetti in the house, I would have tried REALLY hard to convince hubby to go get me some. He thought it was totally gross that I was eating spaghetti in the middle of the night, but I ate it and then happily drifted off to sleep.