The words “morning sickness” conjure up so many things for me. Had a documentary film crew been following me through the first 5 months of my pregnancy they would have had several opportunities to achieve cinematic greatness as they chronicled my plight. To start, there was this overwhelming smell of cigarette smoke everywhere I went and my resulting disgust that those close to me must surely be sneaking some cigs when I’m not looking. How dare they lead a secret, unhealthy lifestyle without checking with me?! Come to find out, that was actually the first weak signal that I was pregnant and it wasn’t cigarette smoke but an intense ability to sniff out mold and mildew in any location. Go figure. Sorry Steve for all the finger wagging that you endured even though you had never smoked in your life!