Food Aversions Stink

Gaining weight, eating strange foods, and peeing 1000x a day. Being pregnant is such a “luxurious” feeling. For some mom’s it’s the most incredible nine months of their life, for others they don’t feel the same enjoyment. I for one have felt both those emotions, and I am only 18 weeks.

In the first few weeks of my pregnancy I thought I was on my death bed. I was so nauseous 24\7 and nothing I did would help with that. I tried eating Saltines as soon as I woke up and a few before bed, I tried to eat carbs as much as possible, and I drank so, so much water. Nothing helped. On the bright side, I never actually threw up, but the nausea was so bad I would be begging to puke just to have some type of relief. Not only was I nauseous 24\7, but I also had ZERO motivation to do anything. All I wanted was my bed and my dog. I would wake up and about an hour later I would be ready for a nap. What really stunk was that I was back in school and needed to be pretend I was a functioning human even though I clearly wasn’t.

By about week 10, the nausea started going away (yay no more saltines) and I felt more human and alive. I was gaining my energy back, and slowly started getting back into fitness mode. BUT a new obstacle came into view. Food aversions.

For those of you who have been pregnant you know how badly this stink. Even the thought of the specific food can send you running to the bathroom. I was ever so lucky to have an aversion to chicken. The one thing I ate almost every night for dinner. I couldn’t stand the smell, I couldn’t stand the look of it, and I defiantly couldn’t stand the taste of it. All of those things sent me RUNNING to the bathroom. Luckily for me, I have the world’s BEST brother who stopped cooking chicken because he knew how badly it made me feel. And in case you didn’t pick up on it, that was complete sarcasm. He still cooked chicken. Pounds of it for his meals for the week. When he wasn’t cooking it fresh, he was heating it up. I wanted to kill him, and my mother for buying it at the market. “Just because you wanted to get pregnant doesn’t mean I’m going to stop cooking food that I like” Thanks B, you truly are the best big bro in the universe.

By about week sixteen my little peanut started to make an appearance, only after I ate bigger meals. So who knows if it was the baby or the huge amount of pasta (I am going with baby to make me feel better). Not only did my jeans begin to shrink on my waist, but my boobs have doubled in size and I now needed to purchase big girl bras instead of wearing sports bras everyday (CA-CHING).

17 weeks

Now we are at week 18, and I am feeling absolutely AMAZING. I have gained all my energy back, have fallen back in love with working out, and little peanut is showing more and more every day. I still won’t eat chicken or go anywhere near it and have found myself craving cheese quesadillas, but I am feeling more like me. Sometimes I think I can feel my little peanut moving around in there, but I am not 100% sure if its baby movement or something else. In the beginning of my pregnancy I didn’t think I was going to love it, due to the terrible nausea, but now, oh my god I love every second of it! I am looking forward to shopping for nursery things, and anxious to find out if I am having a girl or a boy!