Pregnant Superheroes

If there ever was to be a pregnant superhero, I know what her superpower would be: hyper sense of Smell. In a typical episode our superhero, lets call her The Incubator! would be called in to determine the location of a bomb threat. The Incubator! would be needed to save the lives of hundreds of office workers trapped in a skyscraper. Using her overly keen sense of smell, she would bravely detect the location and chemical make-up of the threatening bomb. A emergency bomb squad runs in after her keen assessment and the day is saved!


While I am dreaming up superhero roles and costumes that can be played by a woman who is looks like she swallowed a 25 pound bowling ball, my devoted partner in real life- Daniel Sherwood suffers at the nose of his pregnant girlfriend.

Daniel is Canadian. That said, Daniel likes to drink beer. The way children like ice cream or hippies like bacon. However, sometime in my second month of pregnancy he noticed that every time he closed in for a kiss, I would duck away. In bed at night, he would schootch over for a little cuddling and my sweet response would be "Can you please not breathe on me?". Quickly we realized that the smell of beer breath had no allure for this pregnant lady. Teethbrushing, mouth-wash gargling did little to mask the hop soaked aroma of a beer drinker. An aroma that lingers easily 24 hours on the human body.

The appeal of the woman you impregnated as my friend Ben Z. says is irresistible. And Daniel soon avowed off beer in exchange for affection. These days you can catch Daniel, that Chardonnay liberal he is, with a glass of wine or rum cocktail. Everyone has to make some sacrifices for a baby.