Aversions

Oh, what joy. To be hungry and have absolutely nothing seem edible. To not even be able to listen to your husband's ideas for dinner without feeling like you're going to hurl at the idea of food.

To eat as much as you can tolerate, only to find yourself hungry again 90 mins later with nothing else that sounds good anywhere near you to eat.

To see the greek yogurt you loved so much for the past two weeks in the bottom of the fridge and have to shove it back with your foot because the very sight of it is absolutely revolting. To timidly proceed with peeling a tangelo during a meeting at work only to eat two slices and decide that it tastes "funny." To waiver back and forth on every single food option presented to you.

Oy vey.

It's going to be a long 6 weeks. ;) But I'm really not complaining. After wanting something for so long, it's actually kind of fascinating to experience it. It's definitely not as "romantic" in actuality as it was in my imagination prior to getting pregnant.

My Stash

In this box, you will find:

• Organic Saltine crackers (YUCK!)
• Oatmeal
• Almonds
• Granola
• Honey
• 2 Nectarines (yes, 2, after I ate 1 earlier!)
• An apple
• Normal Saltine crackers (YUM!)
  

And in the fridge you'll find:

• A land-o-lakes chedarella square
• A container of low-fat greek yogurt
• Blueberries
• Grapes
  
• And, earlier, a Smart Ones pepperoni pizza

Now, wouldn't you think that with all of that food to choose from, I might have found something resembling lunch?

Yeah, here's the problem.

I found myself once again experiencing mid-morning sickness. Only today it was worse than Tuesday. I couldn't really bear the thought of eating anything, but I knew I should. I snacked on some saltine crackers. I tried to get myself to eat the peach Aaron bought me, but it was weird so I couldn't. I ate a nectarine. I finally talked myself into putting that pizza in the microwave.

But then when I took the pizza out of the microwave it didn't look or smell appetizing. And the edges were all hard. I took a couple bites in an effort to convince myself I could eat it, and it tasted freezer burned.

Poor pizza, you were destined for the trash.

So, in a last-ditch effort to get some semblance of lunch in for me and the little bean, I called in an order at Corner Bakery for a chop salad (with no blue cheese, of course). And a sparkling water, per a tip from a friend.

Can I just say praise God for this salad? I have been able to eat almost the whole thing and I feel a little better.

Maybe for 2nd lunch I can have my greek yogurt. We'll see how appetizing it sounds around 3pm. You know, because that's when it's about time to eat 2nd lunch... ;)

I guess this means I am going to experience nausea. And it's not anywhere near pleasant. And it makes me worry that I'm not going to eat enough to be healthy. But hey, I guess it's yet another sign that things seem to be going well.

Uh-oh... here come the sleepies! LOL - are all women rendered this useless when they're preggo?