The following podcast is a deer media production.

Hello everybody and welcome to the Fitch Bible podcast. It's your girl Jackie. I am comatose.

I am lethargic. I am ready to get this baby out of me.

I have entered the zone of uncomfortability of stagnant energy. I said to Andrea,

yesterday I said, I feel like I have hitched my giddy up on a caravan to nowhere.

And I don't know exactly what that means, but that's exactly how I feel. It's like every day is

fucking groundhogs day around here. I don't know if you saw the movie groundhogs day featuring

Bill Mare. I actually don't even know if he's in it. I'm going to fact check that. But every day

feels exactly the same at this point during my pregnancy. I wake up, I take a pep said, I demand

some type of a breakfast pastry with an iced matcha, I lay in bed watching vintage real house

wise of orange county for approximately an hour and a half. I troll the internet and TikTok. I then

try to eradicate my first bowel movement of the day, very unsuccessfully. Then I schluff off to the

kitchen to see how things are going and whether the jackhammers, then I schluff off to the den

and lay in a horizontal position, staring into the abyss of silence for approximately 36 minutes.

Then I schluff to the bathroom, take a shower, saddle my ass into some leggings,

schluff off to the car. I mean, it's just it's the same fucking dance every single day. And speaking

of groundhogs day, and by the way, I'm not complaining, I've had a blissful pregnancy and I don't even feel

I feel like there's another thing that's happening. It is getting progressively more difficult to put

sentences together I have found, but being that we have bills to pay and I do need to keep some type

of stimulation, something to live for, I will be taking zero weeks off. So do not worry, need not

worry. She is pre-recording, she is rashi, and we're going to bring back some of the classics for my

very brief maternity leave, but there will still be episodes. We're bringing back cousin Joe,

...