I am seriously amused by how similar preggos are! Buying odd items at the grocery store I'd ordinarily never look at: check. Finally finding something non-gross to make for dinner and then promoptly finding it disgusting the next day: check. Poor DS going stir-crazy because I have no energy to leave the house: check. OTOH he does get to have way more pizza, bagels, and candy (we just had a major candy holiday) than normal (because normal is next to none) and watch an extra DVD/program, so maybe he doesn't mind that much. Oh yeah, and coloring pages too, those are usually confined to travel situations. Normally we eat all homemade food, maybe going out to dinner with friends/family once a month. Now? Takeout more times that we probably did all year last year. Shudder. Yeah, definitely feeling the guilt!
I can't say I actively dislike my OB practice, but I don't love it either. First of all, I don't have much of a choice. It is basically the only choice in town, unless I want to travel an hour or more for my "ideal" kind of care. Lest you think I live in the magestic countryside (I wish! Working on it) I live in a super dense suburban area. But that is really what it amounts to, no choices. I will say, even though they are way more by-the-medical-book than me, they are really okay. I am fine with ignoring "professional" advice I happen to think is BS, so I can live with it.
Speaking of which, I gained some crazy amount of weight with DS. I ate when I was hungry, I ate healthy stuff, and I gained a ton, especially in the 2nd tri. And after he was born, it all just fell off. It was totally fine. I can't say my body was exactly the same, but it basically was. I ended up thinner actually than when I had gotten pg. I am normal weight btw. You know, in many countries, pg women are not weighed at every dr appt. I personally think American doctors are generally too concerned with excessive pregnancy weight gain.