My Alibi For Losing

Every blunder, every loss, every questionable move I'm going to make in the next year or so is down to one simple reason.  My wife is pregnant with our second child!

So if I hang a queen, it was because I was tired from going out at 3 in the morning for M&Ms ice cream.  If I move into mate, that's because I watched my wife consume a pickle and pineapple sandwich(!) and can't get it out of my mind.  My finger slips on the mouse, well my hands are tired from massaging aching feet. 

It's not me, I swear!  Virtual cigars for all!!