The “lavender” scented garbage bags made me cringe every time I opened up the cabinet door to throw something away; perfumes made me gag; air fresheners and scented candles were like being in a gas chamber; I even had to avoid lotions. That’s what being pregnant does to me: the nausea can be so overwhelming and persistent to the point that I wish I could retreat into a sterile, dark bubble. No smells, no bright lights, no loud noise, no nothing. Just rest. But there was one type of scent that I could handle–that I enjoyed, even! A fragrance that was both calming and rejuvenating at the same time.
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