Craving by Proxy

We've finally told the parental units that there are buns in the oven and they're baking. The responses varied from smugly wanting to know whether it was the act of God (yes mom, any kind of conception whether immaculate, natural or scientific, is an act of God), to loud cheering and guffawing to a strange "yup, we figured that out already". The last one of course, led to the question how was that figured out.

Apparently, my parents-in law, more specifically, my father-in-law suffers from craving by proxy. He figured I was pregnant because he craved oyster omelettes in the middle of the night. And the last time he craved oyster omelettes in the middle of the night, my husband was but a wee peanut possibly with stumps for hands and feet.

It's the most bizarre thing I've heard. Especially since I have absolutely no blood ties to the man. Speaking of blood ties, my mother is extremely disturbed by the fact that I'm suffering badly from nausea. Reason being, she didn't. So apparently, since she didn't, I'm not allowed to. Lest there be the whole suspicion that I'm not actually her daughter and someone and I swopped parents at birth. It's not like the nausea is not bad enough, I have to contend with my mother's neurosis about why I actually have nausea.

By her estimation, I should only have headaches. No cravings, no nausea, no feeling like all food is tasteless (pass the salt). Well, as of today, I have headaches, not so much cravings (unless you count the 10 minute craving for durian cake), extreme nausea especially in the afternoons and at nights and the bad habit of putting light sauce in all my food because it tastes bland.

So, all I can say is, it is not true that blood is thicker than water. Now dark sauce is though.

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