During the first trimester of pregnancy, your body does a lot of weird things and your stomach and taste buds start to betray you.
For a handful of weeks, I barely wanted to eat anything. Everything was just so unappealing.
With my ever-changing palette, I had to come to terms with something that I do my very best to avoid in my non-pregnant life: wasting food.
Many times I would try to eat some of the lovely home-cooked meals my husband made for me and many times I would poke at it with my fork and end up eating a bowl of Cheerios instead.
I would often be over-zealous and prepare more food than my stomach could manage, leaving a lot left behind. Our compost service benefited the most in the first couple of months.
While I felt pretty guilty that I couldn’t always eat what was put in front of me, I had to learn to accept that this was going to happen. With my hormones all over the map, I couldn’t really control what I wanted to eat one day and not the next.
Luckily, I am now in the second trimester and my appetite has vastly improved. I can eat vegetables again! A miracle!