The bouquet was thrown and the cake was cut, away we went on the honeymoon. Joy and bliss soon gave way to what is this, you fixed for my supper. Surprise and wonder of love had worn off. Now all that I have is work in my thoughts. She sits at home and watches TV all day and waits for me to get home and talk about my day. Then 6 months in oh what a surprise, the test she said with a glint in her eyes. Oh no please don't say, yes a baby is on the way. I thought marriage would be days of love and bliss, nobody ever prepared me for this. Now hormones begin to kick in, I can do nothing and oh not that again. She can't fit into her clothes. She looks at me like that and I have to lie, no you don't look fat. The tears flow for no reason at all, perhaps I will give her mother a call? Now I can't decide, should I make the call or commit suicide? As the joyous day gets near, I realize that I was never prepared for our first year.