I have been doing better. As such, my tastes are beginning to change. Which is both good, and a little sad.
I normally have a bottle of pop with my date night pizza. Tonight, I got through about a third of it, and it was just too sweet. I finally made myself a cup of soy with pumpkin chai syrup.
This is great news that things are starting to change, but it is also a bit sad. This means that my traditions are starting to change. I can't do my Friday soda with my pizza.
This also means some of my other favorites will probably not be palatable any more.
Fried stuff will be next.
I've been through this once before, before I got pregnant. I stopped worrying so much about whether some of what I ate was sugary or whatnot back then. Towards the end of the pregnancy, the only thing that could settle my stomach was a sip or two of something bubbly, and most times that ended up being soda cause we had the vending machine in the apartment complex.
So this an NSV, but it's a bittersweet one. My body is beginning to prefer fruit over candy, as it should. But it's weird; I am so used to enjoying candy, and cake, and things like that. It's a head thing as well - I have to change the way I think as well.
When we get healthier (note I did NOT say Loosing weight), there are lots of odd changes we have to make, aside from something like buying new clothes. Like how we think about food, our bodies, so many other things.
We begin to enjoy thing we didn't think we would, like water, and fruit.