If I were a super hero, my power would be sniffing out the bad guys. The smell of everything in my house is slowly driving me insane and not helping with the nausea that has suddenly begun welcoming me each morning. I’m just glad no one I know smokes, because I plan to throw up on the next person who comes near me with a cigarette. That includes YOU, lady in the car next to me at the stoplight. Don’t think you’re safe, I still move really fast for a pregnant chick.