After 2 weeks of confinement, the husband wakes up and finds his wife sitting at the kitchen table, staring blankly at a half-empty cup of coffee, their three kids squabbling loudly in the other room.
“What’s wrong ?” he asked.
The wife told him that she had morning sickness.
Surprised, the husband said, “I can’t believe it! You’re pregnant!!!!”
“I’m not,” the harried middle-aged mother replied.
“I’m just sick of mornings.”