Pregnancy Cravings & Aversions–Chocolate, Peanut Butter, Hummus
Hummus, chocolate, and peanut butter. Those three were the only foods that I really noticed during my pregnancy, although onions gave me some pretty impressive gas, at times. I craved chocolate and peanut butter more than usual (it’s one of my favorite combinations at any time—I’m something of a Reese’s devotee), and I couldn’t stand the sight, much less the feel, taste, or smell of hummus. All in all, I was pretty content with my cravings and aversions, especially after all the horror stories I’d read.
The concept that it is possible to know too much struck home quite often during my pregnancy. While perusing various pregnancy and baby related websites, I kept discovering all the things that might go wrong or could be going wrong at any time, with or without my knowledge or potential for control. If it weren’t for a very level-headed husband and perfectly calm midwives to help keep me on an even keel, I might have gone off the deep end with paranoia and hypochondria.
Probably the worst of the potential problems was the threat of craving non food items, such as dirt or gravel. Just considering the possibility of having to deal with that kind of mental disturbance terrified me…briefly. I quickly came to the conclusion that that must be a rarity, not very likely in my case. After all, I never really even had to deal with the more common cravings to any extreme. I’m not even sure that mine were real pregnancy related craving and aversion. At the beginning of the pregnancy, we had put some hummus in the freezer to keep it from spoiling while we finished another container. When we took it out of the freezer, the texture had changed a bit, and it was very unappetizing. It’s possible that my aversion to the stuff grew from that unpleasant sight, rather than from the pregnancy. Similarly, as I mentioned before, I’m always a fan of chocolate and peanut butter, and it just may be possible (highly unlikely, assuredly, but possible) that I merely took advantage of the opportunities to indulge my cravings with more chocolate and peanut butter than I probably should have. This, too, may have been entirely unrelated to the pregnancy.
Either way, despite my explorations of the world of “things that might go wrong during pregnancy,” I managed to survive with no desire for a binge on dirt or a bite of a napkin…how thankful I was and am! The closest I ever got was my fear of the possibility, which proved to be a complete waste of worry, as such “borrowing trouble from tomorrow” so often is. There seems to be a great deal of debate over the matter, but I’m of the firm opinion that much of the craving and aversion is directly related to the body’s needs. Granted, not every specific craving is indicative of a need for what is specifically craved, but I believe that there are elements that correspond between the need and the desire. But, then, I’m no scientist—I’m just a gal who’s been pregnant once.