I was wandering around the kitchen trying to find a snack tonight while my husband was meal prepping for the rest of the week. I was becoming more and more distressed because everything I could think of to cook made me feel nauseous or was just unappealing but I was SO hungry. My husband jokingly held out a green bean that he had just cooked, knowing I HATE green beans, so I ate it just to spite him.

Guess who doesn't have green beans for his lunch for the rest of the week now?

Pregnancy is making me crazy.

But I don't like green beans...