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Now that I’m no longer in hiding, I can finally share what’s been going on my first trimester!
I’ve always eaten pretty healthy and I assumed when I got pregnant I would be this crazy, driven, health food machine that only consumed fresh pressed juice, kale and grass-fed free-range chicken breast.
Oh boy, WAS I WRONG. I believe this is going to be the first of a looooooong list of things I don’t see coming about pregnancy.
There was an upside to my first trimester: I didn’t really get morning sickness. How obnoxious, I know. But what I did get? An insatiable carb craving. When I heard about pregnancy cravings before, I was all “pish posh, I crave stuff sometimes too but it’s not like I HAVE to have it”.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is not like that AT ALL. If I did not have some sort of food, namely some sort of carb (english muffins and tortillas were a staple), about every two hours, I would feel like I was starving to the point of black-out. Dizzy, light-headed and sometimes mean [sorry kjmcawesome] I would have to stop what I was doing and shove food down my throat at warp speed. I had to carry purse snacks. We had to eat at the Home Depot snack stand. I dipped cheese into salt on more than one occasion. I could polish off half a baguette in 5 minutes flat, and I didn’t hold back on the butter. It was a dark time.
Oh, and did I mention I had a horrible aversion to chicken?? Even thinking about chicken made my stomach to flips and I would get all gaggy, which was weird since I never got nauseous (outside of exercise but that’s another post). The very existence of chicken offended me.
So, there I was thinking I was going to be this whole-food eating, carb-avoiding, no-weight-gaining pregnant lady who can’t even LOOK at lean meats and will stab someone for a grilled cheese sandwich. It was a shock.
But you know what? It’s ok. I no longer will sell my soul for a tortilla with butter and I can even eat some chicken if it’s cut up real small and hiding in other food. I gained about 5lbs from my carb craze but hey, most of it’s in my boobs. Silver lining, really.
Ultimately I’m glad I got knocked down a peg so early on. I’ve learned that things don’t always go the way you think they should and I’ve got a feeling things like that are going to keep happening on this whole parenthood journey.