Pregnancy was supposed to be beautiful. Nobody warned you it would also involve crying over a loud refrigerator, threatening anyone who says “calm down,” and having cravings that require a cross-state road trip. Luckily, you have Zevon—your husband of four years, your biggest supporter, and the man willing to fight a dangerous draft because apparently wind has enemies now. Between hormones, friendships, and preparing for a baby, the next nine months are going to be anything but normal.