Supersmell

I swear that I am part bloodhound. Did you know that, to a dog, the world stinks? We can all smell the compost bucket when it needs to be taken out, or the diaper pail in the same condition, but who ever thought that strawberry jelly would be so overpowering that a woman would refuse to make the standard pb&j lunch just to avoid it!

I remember when I was pregnant with Gem (1st). The hardest thing to do was drive, because I could smell the faintest hint of exhaust from the cars in front of me.

There are benefits to this condition: the toddler never gets diaper rash because I failed to catch the poopy diaper in time, I MUST bathe my children daily, my bathrooms get more attention, and the compost bucket must go out before it is full.

Some negatives are that, no matter how hard you try to escape it, people have gas. Another one is that I have to eat to survive. I would much rather drink water and avoid everything that has smell. Cooking is torture.

For this first trimester the only difference between a dog's nose and mine (well, besides the appearance) is that mine is connected to a creature that minds the stench.