So, there's a monster in your belly?

I left for Hawaii with a wife at home who's belly just barely pooched out. I returned, a month later, and something had taken it over. What could possibly grow so fast, in my wife's belly, that after only ONE month I had to hold a navigation brief just to figure out how I was to approach her for a hug.

Every evening this little monster holds its own rendetion of a scene from Aliens, fortunetly it never makes it to the end. With each stretch and push I try to be there to push back with hopes that one day I will be able to get a kick or a push on demand. Yes, I'm sure that all of my wife's organs will throw a party once they are free from the tyranny of the monster.