Oooooh Ooooh That Smell. Can't You Smell That Smell

"I feel nauseous." I repeatedly told Hubby.
"Do you have to throw up?" He asked.
"No."

Maybe I'm one of the lucky baby carriers, but I didn't vomit during the first trimester. Not Once!! AND I could keep food down. However, I did have a 24-hour nauseous sensation tho. I couldn't stand the smell of certain things. No one knew I was packing (too early to reveal the info) so I had to hide my disgust when inhaling. The worst culprit was chicken. When I saw/smelled cooked or uncooked the flightless friend that I enjoyed eating baked, fried, curried; I wanted to put her feathers back on and send her marching to the hen house.

It was difficult at my in-laws. How do I avoid eating chicken without insulting them? Maybe if I lower my head close to the plate, my hair will cover the food. Sure they'll think I'm ill mannered but they won't see my chickenless plate.

Also when Hubby hugged me I had to hold my nose without him noticing. YES, I couldn't stand the smell of my own husband. Actually, it was his deodorant. All these years I was grateful he had good hygiene and rubbed a stick under his arms, but now I turned my head as soon as his arms went around me. I didn't have the heart to tell him but he caught on that I was holding my nose considering I'd have to come up for air every so often.