I’ve been a vegetarian for many years, and I was pretty happy with it. A couple of years back, I even wrote a post about the reasons it is so, and I can still stand by many of the reasons I stated back then.
Going to university and obtaining a degree in nutrition didn’t shake my beliefs at all. My nutrition, after all, was balanced, I said. I didn’t eliminate all animal protein and fat. I still included eggs, milk, cheese and butter in my ration. I was healthy and fit and my blood tests never showed any deficiencies.
When I was pregnant with Shira, I experienced an irresistible craving to eat fish, something that greatly surprised me, since I hadn’t touched fish in about twelve years prior to that. Nevertheless, I decided to go along with this craving and added fish to my diet. My husband suggested I might try eating chicken too, but I just didn’t feel up to that.
Even reading “Nourishing Traditions”, the great advocate for eating meat, didn’t make me feel I should try it. I was pregnant with my second child by then, and thought I’m fine as I am.
Then, after Tehilla was born, I started to experience a constant, nagging and irresistible sense of hunger. No matter what and how much I ate, I seemed to be hungry all the time – until I tried eating meat. Then I finally felt as though something in my stomach settled down. Ever since, I have included meat in my ration – not on a daily basis, more a weekly, but it’s a constant part of my diet now.
I have no explanation for this phenomenon, except that the burden of pregnancies and nursing created a sort of nutritional overload on my body, making it a necessity for me to provide more concentrated nutritious foods. I wonder if any of you have had similar experiences.