OR "When THIS Pregnant Woman Goes Grocery Shopping."
Before I was pregnant, I had a thing for chocolate covered marshmallows of any kind. My husband saw that some of my favorites were on sale at the grocery store post-Passover and stocked us up:
Pregnant, these are just not my thing. Can't eat 'em. Sorry. Too bad we have 60!
As I've mentioned before, I love me some Starbucks Lattes. That is, before pregnant. (This happened with Zander too. For some reason, lost the taste for lattes. Probably a good thing in the long run.) Ditto with seltzer. Used to love the stuff; now crushed ice water is the only way to go.
Before being pregnant, I would never have come home from the grocery store with this kind loot:
(Note that two of the packages are already cooked. Just in case I can't wait for the real stuff to cook. Isn't that convenient? Who knew?!)
And my daily staple, soon after waking up is a bagel. Unfortunately (or fortunately depending on how you look at it), the staple also requires cream cheese. Lots and lots of cream cheese. This is about a week's worth: