Pickles = craving. Attention = bonus.

So you’re smack bang in the middle of your second trimester. Congrats! Your bump is popping, your hormones are... theatrical, and your snack choices are raising more eyebrows than your search history. Welcome to the juicy, emotional, and downright hilarious world of pregnancy cravings — or is it just your inner drama queen asking for a lil’ spotlight?

Let’s be honest. One minute you’re a goddess gliding through a prenatal yoga session, and the next you’re crying over a McFlurry because they forgot the caramel drizzle. Again. Pregnancy is a full-contact sport, and cravings? They’re your unsolicited cheer squad… in stilettos… after three shots of espresso.

"Pregnancy cravings aren’t just hunger — they’re a cry for carbs, cuddles, and compliments."

But here’s the twist: some of those cravings aren’t cravings at all. Sometimes, you just want someone (anyone?!) to notice that you haven’t peed in 45 minutes and that’s a world record at this point. You want your partner to say, “Wow babe, your ankles aren’t even that swollen today.”

When You Want Ice Cream, But You Also Want Applause

You know the drill. You wake up at 3:12am and suddenly, every cell in your body is screaming for pickles. Not just any pickles. The fancy deli ones that come in a glass jar and whisper, “You’re better than supermarket gherkins.” So you send a dramatic text to your partner: “If I don’t get pickles within 20 minutes, I can’t guarantee what happens next.”

But deep down? It’s not just about the pickles. It’s about being seen. It’s about feeling adored. It’s about someone saying, “Your body is literally crafting a human heart right now. Eat all the pickles. I’ll go get them, barefoot, uphill, in the rain.”

Pregnancy isn’t for the weak. It’s for the extra.

What Your Cravings Really Mean (According to No Science At All)

• Pickles: You want to feel spicy and unpredictable. Bonus points if you also send chaotic texts.
• Chocolate: You need affection, endorphins, and a nap under a weighted blanket.
• Spicy food: You miss drama. And you’re low-key testing the limits of your digestive system.
• Ice cubes: You’re not okay and you want someone to ask why you’re crunching like an old fax machine.

And then there’s the queen of all cravings: attention. You’re growing a human, doing pelvic tilts, taking prenatal vitamins that smell like horse tablets, and managing a full-time job or toddler or BOTH. You deserve a parade. Or at the very least, someone to ask how your boobs are feeling today (spoiler: still sore, thanks for asking).

The Great Snack Heist of Week 21

Let me set the scene. It’s 9:48pm on a Wednesday. You’re wearing an oversized tee that used to be your partner’s but now belongs to your belly. You’ve just finished watching a documentary about otters (emotional rollercoaster, 10/10 recommend), and suddenly, the only thing that matters in the world is salted caramel anything.

You ransack the pantry like a woman possessed. You find rice cakes (rude), chia seeds (offensive), and three rogue almonds. You consider making a smoothie, but the blender is loud and you’re already mad.

“Pregnancy cravings have no patience. They are urgent. They are law.”

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So you call your partner with the energy of a woman on the brink: “Can you please go to the shops and get me salted caramel… something?” They say, “It’s almost 10pm.” And just like that, you enter your villain era.

Let’s Talk Maternity Fashion (Because You Deserve to Slay While Snacking)

Now, while you’re busy negotiating with your uterus about how many kicks per hour is acceptable, don’t forget to feel fabulous. Maternity doesn’t mean frumpy — not on our watch. Enter: Emamaco.

Their maternity leggings and shorts are like wearing a second skin — if that second skin was soft, supportive, and made your bum look phenomenal.

Whether you’re lounging like a glam queen or waddling through Woolies chasing your next fix, these leggings have you covered. Literally. And if your girls are doing the most right now (read: nursing crops are life), Emamaco’s got those too.

Warning: You may become obsessed. Your reflection certainly will be.

Why You’re Crying Over a Sandwich (And That’s Okay)

Some cravings hit weird. One minute you’re fine. The next, you’re sobbing because the sandwich you ordered didn’t have e

nough mayonnaise and now the world feels bleak. And that’s fine. Let it out, babe. Cry about the sandwich. Cry about how your jeans don’t fit your thighs anymore (blessings in disguise). Cry about how the dog looked at you weird.

This is your Oscar season. Embrace it.

“Pregnancy is the only time in your life where you can cry, eat a burrito in the bath, and call it self-care. Lean in.”

The Final Verdict: Craving or Cry for Help?

Honestly? It’s both. You’re hormonal, exhausted, glowing (yes, you are — don’t fight me), and carrying the weight of an entire new life. You deserve pickles at 3am, attention at noon, and compliments every damn hour.

So the next time you find yourself devouring a bowl of olives while watching reruns of 'Love Island' and texting your bestie “Do you think I’m glowing or just sweaty?” — know this:

You are divine. You are powerful. And you absolutely deserve that second piece of cake.

Now go forth and snack, slay, and soak up that sweet, sweet attention.

Stay cheeky. Stay glamorous. And remember: if anyone questions your cravings, just whisper, “Hormones” and walk away like the glowing, emotional icon you are.