The night I took my first positive pregnancy test, I wanted seafood. Of course, I always want seafood, so I'm not sure if that was a pregnancy craving or just an excuse to go to our local seafood place. We'll blame it on pregnancy, OK? I also wanted chicken patties for lunch the 1st couple of weeks after I found out I was pregnant. I haven't seemed to want them since. I'm thinking that all of this is just craving of protein.
Somwhere between the 4-week and 8-week mark, I put salt on food for about a week. Normally, I use salt very sparingly, but during this week, I coated all my food with it. Luckily that craving has gone. (I read Progesterone can strip your body of salt. I'm now off shots, so maybe that's what was going on at that time.)
I live on Antacids. Even a cold glass of water seems to upset my stomach a bit. This has not "turned off like a switch" when I hit the 2nd trimester like many books and websites say it will. I am just fortunate that I'm not vomiting like some of my friends have when they were pregnant. I work with a girl who has to stop her car and puke on the way to work. So glad that hasn't happened!
I am also very thirsty! I get up several times a night to pee. Seems like every time I get up, I drink a big glass of water. Then I go back to bed and sleep for a couple hours. Then the cycle repeats! This usually goes on 3-5 times per night.
For a couple of weeks around the 12-week mark, I ate an entire can of peaches every night before going to bed. I blame this on the baby's father being a Georgia peach!
For the first time in my life, the words "This is too sweet" came out of my mouth. This has never happened.
We went to the Cheesecake Factory when I was about 14-weeks along - I ordered banana cream cheesecake rather than anything with chocolate. The people we were with looked at me like I was an alien. I went without chocolate. It is a strange event. One day right after the Cheesecake Factory incident, I even called mother-in-law to tell her I didn't think the baby was related to either of us. She's as much of a chocoholic as I am. She just laughed.
Now that I've hit the 17-week point, my appetite has hit overdrive. I've eaten nonstop since Friday. Baby must be hungry!