Only a couple days after finding out I am pregnant, I find myself in a work meeting next to a guy wearing teva sandles and no socks. I know, hard to imagine on a couple of fronts a) who sells Tevas anymore? b) its the middle of the winter, why are you wearing them and c) I work for a large corporation, seems like the dress code is as simple as come with something covering your private parts, everything else goes.

As if the fashion faux pas was not enough, my new pregnancy senses superpowers were inaugurated. Why couldn't I have been in a doughnut shop when my new sensitive nose turned on its heart light? Smelly feet are a foul vinegar smell...but for two hours I had to sit next to this guy. I gagged, coughed, my eyes spun around the room, casing for another place to sit. Of course the conference room was a packed house. I wanted to sit up and shout...do you use soap on your feet in the shower???? Would it hurt you to shoot a few sprays of clorox on your water sandles that you choose to wear in the middle of winter???? Can you give a preganant lady a friggin break?

No one at work knew I was pregnant. I drove home that day convinced that I needed to find a job that would allow me to telecommute, the smelly feet were more than I could handle. Until the next day... in the cafeteria... when the entree du jour was spicy chicken tikka. Ok, that one up'd the smelly feet. I had to take the stairs the rest of the day, the elevators were fogged with indian spices and I can't hold my breath to the 4th floor.