You know how I know I'm pregnant?

I ate an entire puff candy sundae and still want to pass out and sleep for a thousand years.

The sundae consisted of creamy honeycomb ice cream, sweet and sticky butterscotch sauce, craggy chunks and crunched up bits of puff candy and a toasted melty giant marshmallow on top. Sugar x 1,000,000! Yet I'm still zonked. I'm guessing that description is probably a clue I'm pregnant, too; but seriously, best sundae I've ever had in this country.