Somebody Save Me

So it's been a little while since my first blog posting of the new pregnancy, and I know you've all been clamoring for more news from our lives. As of today, we are 12 weeks pregnant, and just entering into the second trimester. This time around, everything feels like it's going so much slower than the last time around. Maybe it's because we found out earlier this time, and actually have Aryn to keep us busy. Maybe it's also the fact that it's our second pregnancy, and not much of anything has happened yet. The baby isn't going to move and have its sex known for 6-8 more weeks. We also started this blog much much later last time, so there was so much more to write about and share with you all. However, there is one thing I can share that is different this time around.

Has anyone reading this blog ever seen the movie "Raiders of the Lost Ark"? This is the first Indiana Jones movie and involves the Germans trying to use the Ark of the Covenant as a weapon during the second world war. One scene in particular that comes to my mind occurs at the end of the movie. As the Germans open the Ark of the Covenant and look inside, a floating apparition suddenly turns to Death and kills the Germans. A similar scene happens in the show Scrubs when JD sees into Carla's soul and it melts his face off. In the Indiana Jones movie, looking at the face of God causes the German's faces to melt off and explode. I feel like this is what's been happening to me on a daily basis for the last couple weeks. How might my face be melting off you may ask? I'll explain....

First off, let's proceed with the understanding that I love my wife very much. In fact, I would call her one of the finest and most beautiful human beings I have ever met, with no bias at all. With that said, let me explain how she is melting my face off several times per day. Starting about six weeks ago, Amber has been cursed with the worst farts any human has ever smelled. I kid you not, this gas is like nothing ever produced on Earth. It's like a combination of feces, sewage and unshowered homeless man. I've often joked that anytime Amber wants to punish me or get back at me for making fun of her shoes, all she has to do is pass gas anywhere near me. Seriously, this gas is like an oppressive blanket that wraps itself around you and won't let go. Alas, I think this gas might really be the end of me. At any rate, that is one thing that is completely different from last time. While some gas was present last time, the severity and quantity were not. Whatever happens, we'll keep on truckin' and keep everyone updated as we learn more stuff. More to come.........