I'm actually wearing it, okay Destiny Brookes?

I give up. I guess I need to buy maternity clothes instead of just wearing guy's shirts.

Eleven weeks to go. I don't know if that's too much or too little time.

I'm still getting bigger and will be for about 6 more weeks. It feels like I'm inhabiting a stranger's body. Help!

No, I don't really expect that anyone can help me.

Apparently impending motherhood hasn't improved my personality much.

There are good reasons to avoid worrying about people you barely know. I forgot for a moment, but I'm back to normal now.

I'm being held together by staples. It's just as fun as it sounds.

Well, we did this. Here's Charlotte Guillory West, who did her best to scare me to death a few days ago. Thanks kid.

I'm going to sleep now because my schedule is completely dictated by a 7 pound tyrant. I'm sure she'll want me awake in an hour anyway.

I never thought I'd be so eager to go outside.

Don't make me move. Ever again.

You heard it here first. My cousin Nathaniel West has amazing baby-entertaining powers.

I'm just so tired. I don't even remember what it is to sleep.

I'm sure that some day when she's a teenager who hates me, I'll look back at this time fondly.

And I seem to be wearing my shirt inside out.

At least I remembered to wear a shirt.

I miss wine.

Sorry kid, I’m not letting you rip out all my hair. Instead, haircut time.