My increasingly bulbous belly and strategically concentrated mask of pregnancy above my lip in a phony mustache fashion has led to me to suggest The Walrus, by the Beatles as today's sexy pregnancy side effect tune. As I listen to this song, I am tempted to clap my hands together like a walrus, since my hands have fallen asleep again and are tingling with numbness, but I don't want the dog to look down his nose at me in ashamed embarrassment.

Three weeks to go! Until then...I am the Eggman, I am the Eggman, I am the Walrus. Coo coo ka choo.