Cheesy Broccoli Meltdown

The title sounds like a children's book but make no mistake. This is a true and horrifying story.

Allow me to set the scene.

Zach, the girls and I had just sat down to a lovely, peaceful dinner -- meatball sandwiches, pasta and BROCCOLI.

DUN. DUN. DUN.

Is It a Boy or a Girl?

My 20-week ultrasound -- thee ultrasound where we can find out the baby's sex is just a few short days away. And as you can imagine the antici.........................................................................pation is already killing us.

Goodbye Belly Ring

Besides "Do you think you're having a boy or a girl?" and "How are you feeling?" the third most-asked question thrown at me lately is "When are you taking that out?" Not the baby -- they're referring to my belly ring of course.

Questions Parents Don't Have The Answers To

The list keeps growing with each passing day -- questions Zach and I just don't have the answer to. To the naive questions like "How do you tell the difference between the eggs we eat and the eggs that hatch into chicks?" (not even sure if they're the same egg or not?) to asking about the napkin dispenser in the women's room at The Home Depot.

Movies to Binge-Watch When You're Pregnant AF

Okay, binge-watching is a big stretch. Pat yourself on the back if you can make it through just one of these films without dozing off... we know the struggle is real.

1. Look Who's Talking (1989)

Don't skip this movie! True, you've probably seen it a dozen times before but not since you found out you were expecting. Trust me, it will be a whole new hilarious and relatable experience. Side note: I really wish the baby could talk in there -- telling me he or she doesn't like mushrooms would be a lot less painful than kicking me in the stomach.

Whatcha Gonna Do With All That Breast...

...all that breast inside that shirt?

I'm a make make make make you work, make you work work make you work.

Gotta love throwback jam, "My Humps" by the Black Eyed Peas. I still know every single word to the song and will gladly belt it out when it pops up on my running playlist. But I'm not gonna lie -- I have no idea what I'm going to do with "all that breast, all that breast inside that shirt" because I am just not used to having boobs.

Enough Already With the Week by Week Pregnancy Posts

I'm pregnant -- which gives me the right to unapologetically share with you my disdain for those week by week pregnancy posts. You know the ones I mean -- picture of mom's growing belly. "Today baby is an avocado... today baby is cauliflower, today baby is..." STILL INSIDE YOUR UTERUS SO PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST SHUT UP!