This episode covers my mood (blah), my boobs (b-cup), and my current drinking status (tea) as I recap my 5-6 week status of geriatric pregnancy.

I was broken in my childhood by abusive parents. But, I didn’t let that put me in darkness. Instead, by being broke, I was able to grow stronger…and eventually learn how to shine.

Must sing the title to the tune of “Truth Hurts.” Here’s how I found out I’m expecting with baby #3 and how I told the fam all about it. My inner struggles and their reactions included.

I named the voice in my head. Totally normal….

Why wearing yoga pants is just my thing.

The ripe old age of 37 is not necessarily the best time in your life to try and get pregnant. Here’s why I waited until now to give it the ole college try for baby #3.

Why is it that when someone might be gay, we can’t help but throw it into the convo, even when we’re not talking about sex at all? Look, I don’t care which hole you’re using. But unless you’re showing me a manstick or making bedroom requests, we don’t need a play-by-play of who you think is gay. And if we’re going down that road, can we please start declaring straightness, too? Because that would be equally pointless. Let’s stop the weirdness, folks.

Recap of our trip to Venice Beach to try shark teeth hunting. It includes a homeless guy showing off his goods, ice nuggets, drinking anxiety, setting fires, PDA, and plaques.

Avengers: End Game sets me off.

TMI on my perverted mind and how this does not translate to my sex life. An unfortunate fact for my poor husband.