At this point, I'm almost hoping that Norah is a mammoth-sized baby, just so that her birth means that I'll soon be rid of all this bulk. Try rolling out of bed with this belly! I look, and feel, like a beached whale.
In non-preggo news, I am happy to report that my self-serving campaign to get you guys to read and vote for my published short story paid off, and it was selected as July's "Story of the Month"! So thanks for taking the time to go and read and vote; I appreciate it! I don't win any kind of monetary prize, nor will I get a shiny trophy (damn!), but I do get to score bragging rights and the story will be published in the magazine's annual print edition. Getting that awesome news today was exactly what I needed: It definitely helped lift me out of the funk I've been feeling for the last few days.