1. Salmon. Or anything that smells fishy for that matter. I usually love seafood but lately I feel like if I am within 100 feet of something fishy I will sniff it out and likely gag.
2. The words "prego" or "preggers". I am not a jar of spaghetti sauce. I don't care if you spelled it with 2 g's. I am also not 5, or a high school student therefore I am also not "preggers" ::giggle giggle:: I am pregnant. Writing out preggers does not save your fingers any less typing. Same amount of letters.
3. My jeans. I think I am allergic. Every time I put them on I think to myself, "Will I ever fit into these again? Perhaps in a couple weeks when the bloat goes down?"