Here is my delightful guest blogger today to talk about a not so delightful topic! It is one however to which I can especially relate. Please guess who this blogger might be and Thank you! I have a link at the end of the post if you would like to see my contribution to the Great Cross Pollination of Blogs.
It’s a well-known fact that pregnancy causes a woman’s olfactory senses to spike off the charts. Various studies conclude that pregnant women can detect and smell specific odors at a weaker concentration than nonpregnant women.
It’s also a well-known fact that men produce offensive odors. Sure, we all produce smells. But, men just seem to do it at a much more highly-offensive level and rate. This, combined with the above fact, just does not make for a good combination. I live with one man – my husband. He is wonderful, no doubt about it. But, LORD, he can produce some caustically odiferous matter in the bathroom. I’m telling you…I can smell *it* even if I’m on a different floor of the house. Especially now in my “sensitive state.”
One way he deals with it, is by lighting a match. He seems to think that this act alone takes care of any objectionable stench. I’ve tried countless number of times to explain that striking a match merely produces a sulfur-covered offensive scent. To no avail. He’ll light a match, close the door, and let the whole thing simmer for hours – until I need to use the bathroom and am faced with the Wall Of Stench, making my eyes water and my stomach turn.
What could I do but turn for help to our dear friend, Mr. Google. And, wouldn’t you know it, there’s an entire episode on MythBusters dedicated to the smelly occurrence, including the ever contested “lighting a match.” My DH adores MythBusters. Would watch episode after episode if I let him - all the blowing ups, and explosions, and rockets, and guns. So, I knew he would listen to these guys.
Finally, my Dear Hubby can acquiesce honorably. He now opens a window, lights a candle, and flushes multiple times. My highly sensitive snout can co-exist with his over-active digestive system. I wonder how our Dear Martha handles it. She’s got THREE men to contend with! Perhaps she’s lucky and they all smell like roses.
If you would like to track down my post for the Cross Pollination, please click Here and thank you again, Martha
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THis is the best blog post EVER! I'm surprised more people haven't commented on it! Hahahahaha.
I don't know who this is, but I feel very sorry for who it is. Wall of Stench with a sensitive preggo nose is very wrong indeed.
My friends and I call it "pregnancy induced dog nose". When I was pregnant with LB, we lived in a house with only one bathroom, and the hubby was taking medication that made his stench even fouler than normal, so I understand completely!
At my first visit to the fertility doc after getting pregnant, he made the mistake of asking me how I was feeling. I said, "I'm a little nauseous, no big deal, but EVERYTHING smells awful." He (only half-jokingly, I think) said, "I took a shower this morning!" I had to tell him that I couldn't even stand the smell of my soap. Good luck with the wall of stench...I hope the super smeller calms down soon.
Also, nice comment!
Hey Newby,
I think you're a hoot. I never puked with LB BUT I did gag very badly when I smelled the fried chicken at Meijer once. It was intense and I could not escape it. Made me weak in the knees. P.U. OH, right after I conceived I who have the worlds biggest sweet tooth could not eat chocolate chip cookie cake (you know the big giant cookie from the mall cookies shop that is iced like a cake, which I love dearly) because all I could smell was the stinky ink on the box that it came in . . . . total bummer. Hang in there!!!!! You rock!
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