You breathe a sigh of relief when you hear your husband's heartbeat. Your head rests on his chest with your ear against his chest. Your favorite thing.

While your husband sits with a glass of wine in his hand and a frustrated look on his face. After all the weird food you crave, it always leaves him frustrated and confused.

"Honey, I'm not sure I can find it."

He said in a frustrated tone while massaging his temples. Where on earth would he find bird's nest soup?