ugggghh that smell!

I despise this part of being pregnant, and I remember it so vividly. This morning my husband and I prepped a nice carne asada steak and all the toppings for a full Mexican dinner. We let the steak marinate all day. It sounded so amazing and I was so ready to dig in until the moment he started cooking it. At that point I lost all my appetite and started to get nauseous. No matter what I did the smell of dinner was making me sick. It was all throughout the house and everyone was anxious for dinner, everyone but me. So as the family sat down to a big Mexican feast I sat there with them and ate saltine crackers with peanut butter and jelly on them, my staple for a small meal when nothing else sounds good. I distinctly remember this feeling when I was pregnant with my second and I also remember that it is going to happen at the most random of times and with the most random  of foods.