The Cravings

Besides a really good beer, which many of you have already realized from my "beer sniffing" post, there are not a whole lot of foods that I have been craving yet in this pregnancy. My food aversions, on the other hand, were much stronger during my first trimester especially. (I couldn't stand the texture of a solid chunk of meat, or the smell of cooked green vegetables). At this point, I can pretty much eat whatever I want (except for the "banned" foods like raw fish) but there are still a few things that I ALWAYS want!

My top cravings:

1. Watermelon

2. Fruit that is juicy

3. Salad (with fruit preferably)

4. Fruit smoothies

5. Ice cream

6. Every once in a while a hamburger

I really haven't, as you can see, gone the way of the fried food or weird combination of foods that is stereotypical.

As I shared my #1 craving with others, I realized that I am not alone in the watermelon world. There is just something awesome about how cold and sweet a slice of watermelon is (in 110* weather) that makes it just so appealing (perhaps I should be drinking more water).

So give me my fruit!

My berry spinach smoothie creation

The results...

A peach smoothie with Greek yogurt!

Bizarre Habits

Everyone says how pregnant women have bizarre cravings, vivid dreams, and random mood swings. I have sort of experienced these biologically-driven phenomena, however I believe it is the habits that we pregnant women develop to cope with the biological issues that make pregnancy a true adventure.

The first habit I've developed, and would like to share, is really supported by my wonderful husband-

Beer sniffing.

So weird, I totally know. But going cold turkey is really very hard! I guess I didn't really go cold turkey, as I have limited drinking since November when we started this journey towards conception, but one Thursday I had my last beer, luckily the wonderful Four Peaks Peach, and the following Sunday I was most definitely pregnant!!!

So I smell beer.
And martinis.
Wine.
Bourbon.
Even vodka!

And Kyle just keeps on ordering the drinks that I wish I were drinking when we are out, and I just keep smelling and counting down the days until I can enjoy a nice cold one (during a football Sunday) without endangering anyone's health but my own.

Don't judge. Next time you're craving another drink, but know you should be cut off, just sniff one.

One beer sniffing experience- St. Patrick's Day (Kyle and I had to still be sneaky, those are both his beers, but if I were holding one, who would know that he was the only one drinking them?!)