Today I had the chance to cover the announcement of the Oklahoma State Teacher of the Year ceremony. (Congrats Elaine Hutchison of Fairview!) Well, lucky me, the ceremony is at the Oklahoma State Fair, which I normally don’t get to visit on a random Tuesday morning. My family and I haven’t been out yet this year, so I was pretty excited. It was too early to really eat lunch, so I enjoyed the smells of all the incredible fair food that will probably be illegal soon in New York.
It was a delicious blend of onion burgers, Indian tacos and cinnamon rolls. I was still leery of the roast beef sundae, but the lemonade and funnel cakes looked wonderful.
But I”ve come to a very serious conclusion: the fair must be a nightmare for pregnant women with morning sickness.
When I was pregnant, I had horrible morning sickness for the first three months. I remember one time when my coworker had cooked peas – peas! – and the smell from across the room made me want to rush to the bathroom and lose my lunch. This morning I thought about what the corn-chili-pizza must smell like to a woman with morning sickness. How sad.
I lucked out. The state fair was during the last weeks of my pregnancy, so I felt absolutely great. I’m pretty sure I consumed about 4 billion calories.
I regret nothing.
For those of you who don’t enjoy the lovely smells of the fair this year, don’t worry, ladies. The fair will smell good again next year. And you’ll have a baby.