It seems that most forms of meat these days, and a lot of veggies, either look, sound, smell or taste completely repulsive. With two sure-fire exceptions. Ground beef (preferably in the form of a really greasy fast food hamburger) and fried chicken from Popeye's. And yes the chicken has to be fried, spicy, and from Popeye's or I just can't eat it.
I have eaten very little the last few days. And what I do eat is usually some form of carbohydrate or maybe a piece of fruit. Crackers, rice, pasta, an apple.... You get the idea.
This is something that I was not expecting. By this time in my pregnancy with Audrey (and even just a couple of weeks ago when my "morning" sickness started to lessen) I could not eat enough to make me full. It's baffling really.
Friday night I made enchiladas with Italian sausage; I only picked at the cheese and sour cream covered tortilla. Last night I made this apricot chicken dish in the crockpot, and I could only stomach the rice that I made to go with it.
It's getting a little ridiculous. I don't think my doctor would be happy to hear that all I'm eating is carbs. And not even the good kind. I'm eating white rice, and pasta with butter and Parmesan and occasionally a sandwich with peanut butter and nutella (yummy!!).
I can't even remember the last time I ate a vegetable.
Wait, I think I made some asparagus sometime a couple of weeks ago?? Maybe I should make some more of that...
Don't worry though, I still make veggies like peas and carrots and such for Audrey. So at least she's eating fairly healthy. That makes this a little better, right?
Lucky for me I have Mark who is all too willing to run out to Popeyes for me at 8:30 at night because that is the only thing that sounds even remotely good and I cannot live on rice alone for dinner.
I hope this passes soon.
