If we're honest with ourselves, pregnancy is not our best time to try to portray lady-likeness to perfection. Pregnancy in and of itself can be rather (er, really) gross at times throughout the entire 9 (or 10) month journey.
I've been putting off going to Kroger like the plague for weeks because the thought of most foods repulse me. However, in the past week, my tolerance for food has improved and our pantry has been more than noticeably bare. It was time!
I knew ahead of time that I would skip the two foods that gross me out most: tuna and Crispers french fries. (I feel my food in my throat just writing that. Bleh!) What I didn't plan for were the INTENSE aromas in the store. My nose is so extremely sensitive during this pregnancy, particularly with any kind of fabric softener. I declare to you I was forced to walk down the stinking (literally, to me) laundry aisle of Kroger 3 times due to traffic games on adjacent aisles. I would attempt to hold my breath as I sprinted past the Snuggle, but that just seemed to make me want to gag.
When I cleared that hurdle, every church-going lady in that store who was smothered in perfume made it their personal goal to stand next to me. I had to continually move away from crowded areas to keep from getting nauseated from fabric softener and perfume! I guess I'm just really thankful no one with really bad body odor mingled up next to me.
As I walked down the chips and crackers aisle my lady-likeness disappeared.
When I get really nauseated, I start burping. Gross, right? Yeah, laugh it up! 'Cause there I was in the cracker aisle nauseated and attempting to hold back all this stomach gas while I passed perfume laden women and men who apparently rolled in fabric softener sheets before making their shopping trips. Apparently, my face looked like I might get sick as well as I got a couple of strange looks from passers by.
Long story short....I bought the items I needed whether they were on sale or not and whether I had a coupon or not--a usual BIG no-no in this house. However, I knew if this bloodhound nose of mine didn't disappear soon, I wouldn't be making another one of these trips for a while...
at least not without a close pin on my nose.