We painted the nursery (I use the word "we" very liberally. I painted for about an hour, and Brian painted the rest. Yes, BRIAN, who likes to paint as much as he likes hanging upside down by his toenails, VOLUNTARILY painted a room. Only because he loves me) and got a bed (the exact same bed I was about to order online was on Craigslist, with a mattress, for about 30% of retail value. Yay.) this weekend. And today, for the first time, I remembered - I'm going to have a BABY. Not a medical procedure, not a problem, a whole other human life. I had forgotten. I had been so busy being pregnant I forgot that pregnancy ENDS, and when it's over, you have a baby. That's the best news I've heard in a long time.

A BABY, ya'll.