That familiar feeling

This morning I woke up feeling a bit off. This isn't uncommon these days, but it hasn't been happening every day either. I made myself some toast with butter and honey, took a bite... and thought it just didn't quite taste right. I ate it, but didn't particularly enjoy it. I decided it would be a good idea to have some fruit with my breakfast too, so I sliced up a pear. Even as I got the pear out of the fridge I was feeling a bit off. I ate some of the pear, slowly, but it really wasn't enjoyable. I'm not to the point of gagging, but this is definitely a familiar feeling. It seems as though I may be moving onto the food aversions portion of this pregnancy. Oh joy. Over the next few weeks I can look forward to not enjoying any food, and slowly discovering more and more foods that I cannot tolerate even looking at without gagging. That's if it follows my previous two pregnancies that is. And for some reason, all the foods I end up having full blown aversions to are always healthy. Very annoying. But, as annoying as it is, it does give me some comfort that this bubba is a sticky one.