All of it.
I need Dateline to make more Datelines because I've seen all of the murders. I need Tia and Tamera to go steam their vaginas again because I've run out of episodes. I need Kris and Brody to argue some more because episodes featuring Bruce aren't as fun. I need to decide once and for all who is hotter: Nev or Max. Who is the most sensitive? If I had to choose, who would I marry? And what about the Robertsons? Is Jase really my favorite? But HEY. What about Phil? And listen, Jack. Si ain't no slouch either.
I think The Bad Time is over now that I'm lumbering into my second trimester. I'm throwing up less and have put mascara on twice in a row, so, you know, V is for Victory! It's been a really tough month. Sweaty, sleepless nights. Days spent staring at a computer monitor willing the words to write themselves.
Tomorrow we will hear the heartbeat for the first time, courtesy of our midwife.