Nutritionally speaking I viewed pregnancy as survival. In the first 12 weeks all “healthy” eating went out the window and I survived on bagels, baguettes, pizza and McDonald’s. Anything beige, processed and a carbohydrate was my default.
I had it lucky in that I didn’t suffer terribly with morning sickness. I tended to get evening sickness and would feel terrible if I ate later than 5pm.
Fruit and vegetables were off the agenda apart from the blandest of salads and the obligatory lettuce in a Big Mac. I really had no inclination or desire to eat them – they turned my stomach.
This is ok! I wanted to eat healthy but my body didn’t want it and therefore I listened to it. If you crave pulses and veggies – knock yourself out but don’t judge women who can only eat toast for 9 months. Growing a human is bloody hard – physically and mentally and society really needs to cut women more slack for this.
Around 14-16 weeks my urge to eat vegetables came back which is when I knew I was hopefully over the worst and into the golden second trimester.
Trimester two is where most women feel immeasurably better. The sickness has gone, you’ve got your head around being pregnant and your bump starts to show so you look pregnant which for many women is a big relief. I enjoyed this trimester at the beginning – towards the end as I got lšš
