Let me start out by saying I’m not pregnant. I had what might have been a kidney stone and a subsequent ultrasound last week so I know there’s nothing in there. Trust me, I was sure to ask. And although I’ve been on the fence about a third in the past, I think I’ve pretty much decided two kids is the number of kids I can sanely handle. That being said, I still get all verklempt when I see a pregnant lady walking around. I have to restrain myself from running up to her, hugging her and telling her how it ‘s the most amazing thing she’ll ever do. And also, I want to shake her and ask her what she thinks she’s doing?! Doesn’t she know this is the hardest thing she’ll ever do? Is she spending lots of time with her spouse? She should. She really should. Like. Right. NOW. Seriously, why is she shopping for baby stuff when she could be on a date with her husband with no children? Or sleeping, or reading, or watching something rated PG-13 on TV during the day?