What’s for dinner? Definitely not a ginger. Yeesh.
Mention her cravings.
Pregnant women get carte blanche to eat whatever they want, as a general rule. But can you imagine if people constantly remarked about your food choices? If she wants to eat a deep-fried pickle dipped in hollandaise sauce, garnished with a fucking maraschino cherry, let her. Feel free to be silently jealous, too.