As I write this, a small being is hiccuping away inside my belly. I’m growing something that hiccups. Is life not an absolute trip? That person I never thought I’d be — you know, that woman completely enamored with what’s taking place inside her as new life blooms into being? I think I’m becoming her. I took my sweet-ass time getting here, but I think it, or she, rather, is finally sinking in. Being pregnant does not The Suck. Nor is it, as I thought it would be for the duration of this experience, Totally Normal. I think maybe — finally … Read More