Let me tell you about cravings.
Pregnancy cravings can come from no where and hit like a nuclear explosion.
I might have already eaten a full breakfast and morning tea… we might be out in a park, taking a walk… and my son might say something random like “Wiggles… Dorothy… hotdog…”
And suddenly, I have this image of a HOTDOG in my head.
My stomach starts to twitch. Then it starts to churn in hunger. Painful, dizzying hunger. I can see the crystal clear image of the HOTDOG. I can smell the warm bread and the salty sausage meat. I can see globs of mustard and tomato sauce. My mouth salivates. I get light headed.
Then I become so hungry that it hurts. I feel like throwing up. I feel like fainting. I need FOOD.
FOOOOOD NOW! I’M GOING TO DIE! AND THE ONLY THING IN THE WORLD THAT CAN SAVE ME IS A HOTDOG. GET ME A HOTDOG RIGHT NOW DAMN IT!
I’m curled over, my head is spinning and I can feel myself about to throw up. I reach into my handbag, I open up my emergency muesli bar, I bite the top off and I’m immediately better – but only for a few minutes. Which is more than enough time to drive to a hotdog shop.
My latest craving: kimchee, wonton noodles and spicy mee siam.
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