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April 20, 2011
>I’ve tried to block out most memories from my pregnancies (No, I didn’t enjoy being pregnant. Deal with it.), but I do vividly remember the crazy food cravings I had during those times.
When I was pregnant with Punky, I ate an insane amount of spinach. Every single day, I’d thaw a block of chopped spinach, mix it up with handfuls of shredded Parmesan, and scarf it down. I also had an entirely inappropriate relationship with Edy’s Double Fudge Brownie Ice Cream. I couldn’t get enough of the stuff. It tasted exactly the way I imagined everything tasted in that room where everything was made of candy in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
Once I’d given birth, I worked hard to take off the pounds I’d gained (Thanks, Edy’s). After I’d lost most of the weight, I decided to treat myself to a single bowl of magically delicious ice cream. Eagerly, I put two scoops in a bowl and sat down to enjoy the thrilling shiver of that first bite. After a moment of heart-pounding anticipation, I put a spoonful into my mouth, and felt…
It tasted like chocolate ice cream.
With a mixture of disappointment and elation (after all, I was a slave to Edy’s Double Fudge Brownie no more!), I washed the rest of the ice cream down the sink. It was then that I realized that pregnancy really does a number on your taste buds.
And so I was really interested to read that the famously vegan Natalie Portman went back to eating eggs once she got pregnant because she found that she was craving them (along with egg-based cookies and cakes). I wrote about it for my style blog on The Stir and asked for readers’ strangest pregnancy cravings. I was thinking about my spinach craving, my ice cream craving, and my strange craving for bags of chocolate-covered mini donuts when I was pregnant with Bruiser.
I quickly realized, though, that my cravings were tame in comparison to some of yours. Here’s a list of what came up in my comments and in an earlier pregnancy craving post on The Stir:
I could go on, but I’m beginning to feel a bit barfy. I do, however, have to include She’s Still Got It reader Lee, who wrote, “I would eat carnita tacos from Roberto’s everyday. I named my son Robert after them!”
Named for your mom’s pregnancy craving. WOW. I guess Punky should be grateful she’s not named Edy! And Bruiser could have ended up being named… Hostess.
I thought it would be fun and interesting to hear your craziest pregnancy cravings. Tell me about them in the comments and I’ll try and post some of the strangest ones at the bottom of this post!
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