My brother made me beef stew when I was 6+1, and it was very difficult to eat it! A week later, I couldn’t even have tried. I’ve had a very low-meat phase, in which I’ve occasionally found it to be a good thing, and I’ve eaten a few mouthfuls, but I’ve mostly wanted nothing to do with it, or fish.
I also had aversions to most things I’d eaten once recently. My body would say “OK. You need to eat now. This is the one thing I will accept.” I would then eat the thing. Afterwards, I think that my body said, “You ate the thing then felt ill. Don’t eat the thing again.” Clearly not taking into account that I felt ill most of the time, and that the food has nothing to do with it! I’m avoiding things which make me feel ill, and have given myself permission not to eat or drink anything I don’t want to eat or drink, even if it was expensive and will be wasted.
When I was a few days over 12 weeks, things started to improve. I still have a lot of things I’m not prepared to touch, and many of these things change on an hourly basis, but there are a lot more foods I can eat, including, often, meat. I can also, mostly, eat a thing even if it’s not the one and only thing I’d like to eat most in the world, which makes me less of an absolute pain to live with. (DH has been so good at accommodating me. He still gives me his food if it’s what I need, which is ever so kind of him.) I’m 13+3 now, and hope for further improvement!