There are a lot of things that you think pregnant women are faking until you’ve been the crazy pregnant lady yourself. Pregnancy brain, extreme fatigue, food aversions & cravings to name a few. This post is about cravings & food aversions. They’re real, people. Undeniably real.
In my first trimester I would literally gag if I even heard the words “Chick-fil-A”. Not kidding. This coming from a person who has always had an intense love affair with the Eat More Chicken franchise. For years I’ve been ordering the Number 5, 8 pack, with Polynesian Sauce. Love it. Until I became pregnant.
I managed to make it all the way to my 3rd trimester before I experienced a real craving. This is perhaps one of the strangest occurrences of this whole 40 week ordeal. One day, I couldn’t stop thinking about…. Burger King. There, I said it. I was dreaming of food from what I typically considered the most disgusting of all disgusting fast food restaurants on the planet.
And just what was it at BK that had my mouth watering? Chicken Fries. The nastiest thing on the menu at the nastiest fast food chain. And I wanted it. Bad. I was working from home the day the craving hit. I was wearing yoga pants and no makeup. I tried to think of a legitimate reason that I needed to leave home so that I could just happen to drive by BK and get something to eat. I could not think of a reason I needed to go out. So what did I do? I left the house with the sole intent of going through the drive thru. I waited in the line. I got my chicken fries and my Coke. I devoured them on the drive home, and I loved every bite. It was honestly like a little piece of heaven in a brown bag. That was a low point for me.
A few days later I watched a TIVO’d episode of one of my favorite comedies, Community. The entire episode was about chicken fingers. It was 11:00 pm. I wanted those chicken fries from Burger King in the worst way. I was soooo close to asking Mike to go get them for me, but I decided I had to draw the line somewhere. I would not be THAT pregnant lady.
Now you know about my pregnant addiction to chicken fries from Burger King. It’s shameful, I know. I am looking forward to the day when my taste buds are back in order and Chick-fil-A trumps Burger King any day.