We call that the "black hole," otherwise known as my stomach.
My DH laughs at me because I can NEVER make a decision about where to go, what to eat...you name it, I can't decide. We were driving around last weekend, the black hole opened and I NEEDED to eat right away. he kept driving around (we were looking at houses) and I was about to sound like the girl from the Exorcist if he didn't stop for lunch. He asked me what I wanted...without skipping a beat, I told him how urgently I needed to go to Bennigan's for broccoli bites. (I don't usually like broccoli, and I've never had a craving while pregnant!) He laughed and said that this must be a good pregnancy, haha!
And...yesterday I went to "tea" with some girlfriends. We had a huge lunch of high tea and ate for like two hours (I was the only preggy, hehe). Then, I drove an hour home and met my DH...where I HAD to eat again or all heck was about to break loose!
You're not alone...this must mean good, sticky baby things for us...right?