No, I’m not pregnant.
I just want to note down how it was when I was pregnant with my two kids.
When I was pregnant with Skye I became a food racist. No kidding.
I disliked to eat everything that was dark and would prefer those that were white or light-colored. Steak? Naaaahhhh. Carbonara? Yes!!! So even if it was yummy, I would shun it because of its color.
When I got pregnant with Rain, it was a different story all together. I loved to drink and drink and drink, and would feel thirsty all the time. It isn’t an exaggeration when I tell you that I drank 2 liters of water at night WHEN sleeping — I would wake up and sip, wake up and sip. Aaaand, the water could not be lukewarm. it had to be really cold! That was just evenings. During day time, I would drink more.
It was also the time when I discovered a certain fondness for mixing Coke with whiskey. It tasted exceptionally good! Around half a tablespoon of Jack Daniels mixed with ice cold Coke did the trick for me.
After giving birth, these cravings and irrational desires went away eventually. Praise God for that!
How about you? Do you know any genuine stories about pregnancy cravings?