Imma tell you a little something

about being pregnant in the South in the summer.

You don't need to tell me it's hot. I know it's hot. I am currently carrying around my own personal heater who kicks.

Or, for an analogy that will make sense to those of you who have never been pregnant, imagine an extra twenty pounds on you. Yup. That's a lot of padding.

Here's what I want: I want a totally empty pool. I want to get into water up to my neck and just stand there. Forever, maybe, or for at least an hour. Maybe I'll walk around. Maybe I'll just stand there.

You know. Chilling.