Pregnancy cravings are here to stay.
I’m eating everything and anything at the moment, and multiple times a day. I can have a full onion and pepper omelet at 9:30 and by 11:00 AM I am walking around looking for something to munch on. I used to be ok for the night once I ate dinner, but now I can’t sleep unless I have something right before bed. I know it is not the healthiest option, but if I had to choose between crying myself to sleep from frustrated hunger or a chance of heartburn, I choose the heartburn. Sad, isn’t it?
Here’s some of the items I’ve been craving…
I just finished having a Carvel ice cream cone, the vanilla and chocolate soft serve on a sugar cone. Medium. All is right with the world right now. This is not to mention that I’ve had ice cream about every other day for the past two weeks. I try to force myself to forget that there is a tub of ice cream in the freezer. I figure if I make it a point to go out and pay for it, I’ll remember that I had it and not be so apt to down another cone sooner rather than later. What is in the freezer? An everybody-size Cold Stone Creamery strawberry ice cream with oreos and toasted almonds. When my husband and I go out for ice cream, this is what we usually get. I don’t even have to tell him anymore. “Babe, you want ice cream?” “Sure!” and Cold Stone is what I get.
I lie to myself and say “O, it’s dairy! calcium!” but I know it’s not. That is why I have Costco-sized tubs of greek yogurt in the refrigerator. Greek yogurt with fruit and granola is my usual breakfast nowadays.
FRUIT AND CHEESE
Mmmmmmmmm, cheese. My husband must be so proud of me, the big mouse that he is. I never knew how great the world of cheese was until I got pregnant. Before, I would have a little Laughing Cow triangle and crackers every now and then. And before that, the only cheese I would have was grated on my pasta or at the occasional holiday or event. I know there are stipulations about soft and unpasteurized cheeses, like brie, but since I’ve never really ate it, I’m not missing it. At the moment, I’m eating about one Babybel round a day with an apple. That’s my usual mid-morning snack. I also have a bag of Sargento Cheddar-Jack cheese sticks ready to go. When I’m at a restaurant, I also look for a nice cheese plate to munch on before my main meal comes out.
Onto the fruit! I can eat them all day. Here’s the list:
- Granny Smith Apples
- Strawberries and Blueberries
- Lemons and Limes (in my water, but then I eat them…especially the limes)
- Peaches and Nectarines
I’m not saying I’m drinking vinegar straight from the bottle. That’s just gross. But ask me if I want pickles, YES I DO! I also love salt and vinegar chips when I want to feel naughty. I also like to make my salads and my hot sandwiches a bit tangy with some red wine vinegar (yes, I heat the turkey till smoking. And no, I don’t eat it often.)
I was always a fan of soup. My mother used to say that it could be 100 degrees outside and I would still want a nice bowl of hot, steaming soup. I love it. There’s something about a big pot of vegetable and herb goodness that makes your house smell like a provincial countryside. There’s two stages to soup I love: the chopping and the eating.
Chopping up vegetables is the best stres reliever. Peeling, cubing, dicing, squishing…it connects you back to nature in a primitive way. I like to put them in pretty bowls or lay them in a nice color pattern on a big platter. I’m a food nerd.
Eating it is just as satisfying. I make huge batches of it, enough for me to freeze some for about a week (though it goes much more quickly). I cook it in a pot that seems to never end. I like to plop on the couch, put on a nice movie, and just slurp my soup. Sometimes I have it as is, sometimes I have it with some cooked rice or pastina, and other times a big, buttery crusty chunk of bread. It is absolutely heaven.
There’s this Jamaican soup that my husband brings home when he needs to get his oxtail and rice and peas fix. It’s thick and full of dumplings and big cuts of carrots and potatoes and springs of thyme. On the bottom, there’s always some succulent chicken still on the bone. Again, he doesn’t even have to ask anymore. He just brings it home. He’s so good.
I’ve also been addicted to Panera Bread soups in their bread bowls. The bread is the best part. I order it with an extra bread on the side just to bring it home and have it later. I like their Vegetable Soup with Pesto and Creamy Tomato.
The soups I’ve recently been making at home are:
- Lentil soup
- Minestrone (with or without the pasta)
- Cannellini Bean and Spinach Soup
- Pasta e Broccoli (My mother used to make this. She’d basically make a chunky tomato sauce in a deep pan and simmer it with small pieces of broccoli, garlic, and lots of pepper. She’d then make it soupy with some of the pasta water, and serve it with small shells or orrichiette)
- Ricotta soup (just melted ricotta in boiling water and pastina)
- Smokey Chile Bean Soup with grated cheddar cheese on top
I give myself brownie points for my soup obsession. It’s so healthy. And my baby has a great time giving me little “thank you” kicks when I’m done!
What have you craved in your second trimester? Which foods are you missing?