
Some physicians believe that pregnancy cravings are signals your body sends to get needed nutrients. For instance, a craving for steak may stem from an iron deficiency or an urgent need for ice cream may be signalling a calcium need. Cravings don't stop at edible items. Some women yearn for strange items like gasoline, cigarrette butts or laundry detergent, a condition doctors refer to as pica. Even inedible cravings can point to nutritional deficits.

Other physicians think cravings are a load of bunk, citing that pregnant women probably just need a hug. Those physicians are obviously single, childless men. I would interpret a hug as an attempt to restrain me from fufilling a need. Besides, most pregnant women have become unwilling martyrs when it comes to indulgences, forced to give up every vice or fun activity in order to gestate safely. I realize I am doing this for the most wonderful reason, but I still long for an icy cold beer, a triple espresso and a satisfying roller coaster ride. There are some cravings in which pregnant women don't indulge, so why not treat the one vice left: food?

My cravings have ranged from ice cream to steak (not rare mind you, that is a no-no) and from Mexican to Chinese. Sometimes they are general in nature (BEEF!!!) other times they are incredibly specific (Vlassic Mini Dill Pickles spread with Philadelphia cream cheese and rolled in a slice of Sara Lee Slow Roasted Corn BEEF!!!) I do crave strawberries and crab legs. In fact, Dan can create cravings by merely mentioning an edible item. I sometimes think he steers me to cook, by dropping subliminal craving messages.
Dan has been a champ through both my pregnancies when it comes to helping satisfy cravings. He is trained to call home before he leaves work, to get my craving list. I am living every pregnant woman's dream, married to a man who manages a grocery store. Besides bringing home my eccentric requests, he also happily eats whatever strange concoction I prepare. He is a hostage on the craving train. So am I. I believe The Deuce is the conducter on this train, pushing the buttons from her cozy womb with no view.
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I craved plums and grilled chesse .
once I wanted a cheese burger from Mcdonalds at 4:00AM, I had to go get it myself. I wanted it so bad I waited the 1/2 hour till they opened. i then found out only breakfast was being served ):
My pregnant belly got me a cheese burger and fry made for me. Thanks to that simpathetic woman who probably knew what I was going through.
See you guys in a few days!!!
LOL at the BEEF!! I was the same way. I also ate cereal 2-3 times a day.
When I was pregnant, if anyone had tried to give me a hug instead of whatever food I was craving I would have stabbed them.
I never had the ice cream crave, I always wanted Indian food and guacamole. Sometimes at the same time.
I'm hungry now...
I may go eat something..... green..... in a jar.....
A pickle, a tony packo's sweet hots. yum.
Sorry Dan.
I def know what you mean about craving things. I'm a little over half way through with my pregnancy, and most of the time I crave either beef/steak or cereal. And I have at least 8 different types of cereal in the house so that my specific craving can be met! :-)
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