I've been getting late night cravings lately. Cravings for food and cravings for sex. Last night, when nobody else was awake, I woke up and went to the kitchen for a bowl of ice cream. I kept dropping it on myself and was making a huge mess all over my pregnant belly, so I got creative and made a huge ice cream mess, covering myself in ice cream and chocolate syrup all over the kitchen island. I turned myself into an ice cream sundae.