The worst smell that ever attacked my nose when I was pregnant was that of a skunk. We had left the window to the bedroom open all day (seemed like a good idea at the time) and I was headed over to close it, just as I entered the hallway that lead to my bedroom the smell hit me. My eyes streamed, my nose ran, and so did I. I could not close the door to the hallway fast enough. It felt like a chemical attack on my face, and the skunk was definitely outside. Coughing and gasping for air I made my way to the couch in our living room.
I was shaken. And my friends and family were confused. My husband left to close the windows later reporting that he couldn't smell the skunk until he was a few feet from the window. I was presented with scented candles in an effort to cancel out the smell that had clawed it's way up my nose and then died. But still as I used up the tissue box I was surrounded by looks of bewildered concern.
"It was just skunk..."
Just a skunk? Some far away smelly animal? It might as well have been mace for how well my body was able to tolerate it. (Not well at all.)
So what I am trying to express is this: if a pregnant lady asks you to remove an offending odor from her presence, just do it. This isn't meant to be a manipulative game. It's just smells and pregnancy go together like baking soda and vinegar. Just keep the vinegar away and no one gets hurt.
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