I’ve always had cravings during pregnancy. On my first I craved chicken, and as a strict vegetarian of ten years I gave in and licked buckets of KFC, something I haven’t been able to look at since. On Frankie I craved rashers, I couldn’t get enough of the salty goodness and I still eat it to this day. I’m no longer a vegetarian, I eat fish, chicken and rashers. And on Frankie, Kadie and Bump I’ve craved chalk, as in the chalk you give the kids to draw on the ground and black boards with.
Yes, I’ve actually ate it, not yet in this pregnancy as I’ve managed to substitute it. I dunno if it’s the taste, the texture or what, it’s a weird one. I remember during my pregnancy on Frankie if I craved chalk in work I ate loop the loop ice creams ’cause the yellow part had a chalky feel to it and satisfied me until I got home and ate unusual amount of Silvermints and Rennie.
A craving for chalk or any non food substance is known as pica. The word pica is Latin for magpie which is a bird notorious for eating anything, sounds like me in general. There are loads of pica cravings from ice, coal, fire lighters and toothpaste, and there more common than you would actually think.
There is forums full of expectant mothers craving crazy non substance foods. From my own research the most common cause may be an iron deficiency, something I do not have. My bloods (minus my platelets and thyroid) are always on point. I’ve no nutrient deficiencies, nor have I in any of my pregnancies. I take a serious amount of supplements including iron, folic acid and calcium every other day so I definitely ain’t lacking.
Yesterday we were in the car on the way home from Kayla’s brothers third birthday party and I bribed her for the chalk lolly in her party bag, I actually bribed a six-year-old for a lolly. I’m an absolute nut job but I can’t help it.
Joe thinks it’s hilarious, no phone call is complete without ‘you had any chalk today’ or he’ll make tea and ask if I ‘want some chalk with that?’. It doesn’t help that he’s a plasterer, he’s offering sheets of plaster board. He picked up twelve packs of Silvermints in the shop the other day just to take the piss out of me.
So there it is, out in the open. I’m craving chalk. For now I’m okay with my chalk lollies, and my stock of Silvermints. Joe doesn’t need to worry about walking in to find me nibble through the walls yet, I think…
Have you had any weird pregnancy craving?