Her (v/o): If I were going to give you advice, I’d say don’t move to Florida. But if you must move to Florida, like, say, your husband’s job transfers him here, make sure you don’t get pregnant at a time when you’ll be due in the summer. Because there is literally nothing worse than being huge and heavily pregnant in the Florida Summer. Every day is 88 degrees out with 142% humidity and winds from the south at 2mph. And then every day at 6pm there’s a monsoon for about 8 minutes, and then it goes back to being miserable again. Sound terrible? Now look at me. I have to live through it every day. And you wonder why I barely leave the house and wear nothing but paper-thin dresses that only somewhat cover my ginormous belly.



























