The last couple of days in Ottawa it’s been 30 degrees outside, and I’ve been dying. I’ve been so freakin’ hot with this pregnancy already — I’ve been wearing t-shirts and sandals since March — but this is way over the top. I’m sweaty and gross and my ankles are so swollen, there are actual dimples where my ankle bones used to protrude. Yesterday we turned on the air conditioning and I notice the houses around us don’t seem to be running theirs yet, but screw the environment, I am a very hot and irate pregnant lady, people! Even with the air running — and our poor kids having to wear socks and sweatshirts in the house — I’m still hot. Hot hot hot.

How the hell do women in Texas or Africa or India have babies? They must be a very cranky lot.