Monday, May 22, 2006
A true alcoholic builds up such a tolerance for alcohol that beer just doesn’t do the job for them. A drug addict goes from weed to coke to anything stronger to get them high. I think my wife has become a pregaholic. When she got pregnant she stopped drinking and doing anything that would harm the baby. She tried to take it easy, but that didn’t last long. She joined a bowling league and didn’t stop bowling until somewhere around week 36. She traveled across the country up until the doctor told her to stop. Every weekend she spends about 4 hours outside on her hands and knees gardening. Her feet hurt too much to go on long walks too much anymore, yet she’s on her feet cleaning or doing something around the house for about 6 hours a day. She’s built up a tolerance to the 7-8 pound baby inside of her. One day past due and I don’t see an end anywhere in sight. The raspberry tea, mac and cheese with Worchester sauce, bumby roads, sex, or whatever other things are supposed to induce labor just won’t work. She’s immune to what’s going on inside of her.