On the day that Liz wrote this post: http://lizsquared.com/stick-figure-adventures-in-pregnant-urination/, I didn’t know that in a mere two or three months I’d be living out every weird pregnancy story I ever heard. Hell, I would have told you that I was probably infertile anyway and unlikely to ever get pregnant. Lo and behold, here I am, in the throes of my third trimester, and I find myself, much as was described by Liz, juggling my own body parts just to do something as simple as pee.

It’s a magical glamorous time. A real miracle. A real, gross, indiscriminate, undiginified, goo-filled miracle.