Food Cravings when it's 5 degrees F outside

This pregnancy is more dramatic than the last one. The nausea and vomiting is worse, the consequences worse, I need more help, I sleep more, have worse constipation... and I'm only 8 weeks along. My son is asleep in the other room, leaving me subject to reptilian ravenousness.

I write this as I am sucking down lemon after salted lemon. I'm trembling with need for these lemons, sure they'll be the only thing I don't throw up.

Except for the avocados that my dear husband is hunting for now. (Avocados? In December? In Chicago?) When he returns with his proud conquest in his arms, I'll skin them, sprinkle them with pepper and eat their green flesh right off the plump seed. Then I'll eat the next one.

I think my "human" brain is completely off the hook. I'd be sure of it if I didn't need seasoning.