I attended a shower today for a girl that goes to my church. Somewhere in the conversation, she began talking about cravings. She explained that she had been craving things from her childhood – gross things that she hadn’t eaten since growing up.
It reminded me that I had been doing the same thing and here I thought I was such a unique case.
I think I realized I was having childhood food cravings during my first trimester when I drove past Oliver’s in Conway one morning and decided that the very next day, I would not drive by there without stopping for a fried bologna sandwich with mayonnaise on white bread. I loved fried bologna sandwiches when I was a child, even a teenager (though I wouldn’t admit it then), but I had not had one in oh…about 15 years. Not long after that, at least once a week I craved something from my mother’s kitchen for dinner. Things like chicken bog or beef roast – all of those childhood comfort foods that make you feel like eating and going to lay on the couch to let it all digest.
I have even craved things like Chef Boy R Dee spaghetti and meatballs as well as beans and franks. How gross can you get? The clincher was when I went to Wal-mart, walked down the frozen food aisle and spied Totino’s pizzas. I think you can actually buy those at two for a dollar. That should say alot about the quality of ingredients right there. I am not big on buying frozen foods simply because of preservatives and flavor, but on that particular day, I was not leaving Wal-mart without a couple of hamburger Totino’s pizzas. I got up to the cash register and after the guy told me I looked like Martina McBride, he said, “I don’t think I have ever eaten a Totino’s hamburger pizza.” I replied, “I haven’t eaten one in about 15 years, but I will be eating one today.” I got home, cooked it, and ate it. It was all gross and delightful at the same time. For the 15 minutes it took for me to eat it, I was a child again, sitting in my mama’s kitchen.
So, I don’t really know if there is some horomonal thing that goes on when you are pregnant that causes you to revert back to eating things from your childhood or if it’s just a longing for something nostalgic. At any rate, I am glad to know that I am not alone in my disgusting food adventures.