23 weeks today and I feel like I’m going to lose my FRIGGEN mind. The last nearly 6 months have been a constant struggle of my taste and smell making the simple task of eating a living nightmare. My senses are entirely thrown off and things I have loved my entire life taste horrid and inedible to me at this point. I can’t eat anything seasoned past salt and pepper- garlic and onion are vile to my taste buds and nose. Green herbs are just as bad. Ranch dressing, disgusting. Chicken nuggets, taste like body odor smells. Pretty much any meat for that matter is just off the table. Tomato’s in any form, metallic. I am so sick of cooking dinners that I can’t even swallow a bite of only to end up needing to essentially cry it out because I feel like I’m going nuts. I miss food. I want to go out to dinner with my husband and not feel anxious about if I’ll be able to eat, even when I’ve already extensively studied the menu. I wish I was being dramatic but I really am just so frustrated. Trying to make sure I’m feeding myself adequately enough for my daughter to keep growing is overwhelming, on top of being a high risk pregnancy already, I wish something as basic as nourishing myself was easier to do. I’m so scared that after I have my daughter my senses will never go back to normal and I’ll just live this miserable, bland life of bread and cheese sandwiches.