My Interesting Way of Protecting Amy

As a dad to be I kind of feel like I'm not able to do much while my wife is pregnant.  I know I'm providing support and doing extra work around the house and stuff, but we all know she's getting the rougher deal.  I guess I see my biggest role as being a protector for her.  I know Amy is a big girl and can take care of herself, but since her body has transformed into our baby's house, I want to make sure she's kept physically safe.  This winter is apparently going to be a rough one as we found out the day after Christmas when we got a blizzard which came with 9 - 10 inches of snow.  Now I hadn't bought a shovel for the house because the condo association is supposed to do all outside work for us.  However, what I found out is that they will do it for you eventually, but it may take them a bit to get to your house.  They also ask that we move our cars so they can plow the parking area which means you are responsible for shoveling your car out so you can back up.  That meant that I had to rely on Amy's "emergency" shovel which she keeps in her car.  Well, let me tell you, this piece of junk nearly snapped in half when I tried to clear the steps.  I managed to deal with this storm with it, but then protective dad jumped in.  What happens if she gets stranded and needs to dig herself out?? The shovel will snap in two and she'll be stranded and be lost forever!! No need to fear though, super dad is here!! I went and pitched the junky shovel straight in the trash and bought her a brand new retractable high quality emergency shovel (it may have been a bit on the expensive side but I think I blanked out the price at that moment).  Now you would think that this overprotectiveness would apply to everything but apparently for me that's not the case.  A few days ago I tried to force feed my wife a deli sandwich to fend off the nausea even though the books say to avoid deli because of the risk of listeria.  So I may give my wife food poisoning but by golly she'll be able to dig herself out of the south pole if she has to!! Oh, and I also won't let her brush snow off her car or shovel if I'm around because I don't want her to strain.  Now when we got the 2 feet of snow the day before we were to head down to Maryland that made sense, but 6 inches she can probably handle.  I guess my mind figures that she has some weird things that she's doing because of the pregnancy, I might as well throw my name into the pot too.