There should be a warning label...

After four years of marriage, my wife and I decided to have a kid. I knew that pregnancy led to strange changes in women, and that I would be forced to set aside my ego and become a meek Yes-Man for 9-10 months. But, really, she should have come with a warning label, like the kind handed out with bottles of prescription medicine. You see, like any medical condition, pregnancy has strange and unfortunate side effects. Everyone knows about food cravings and swollen ankles. What we don't know about, and hence the need for a warning label, are the more obscure symptoms. One such side effect, and the subject of this blog, is a predilection for pregnant women to take advice from environmentalist, hippie, homeopathic, dubiously certified birthing fundamentalists.

There are more of these fundamentalists out there than you imagine and your wife/partner, when pregnant, will find them and against all rationale and reason, will listen to them. Let this blog serve as a warning.