Babyland

A woman discovers that nothing can disrupt a perfect wedding like an unplanned pregnancy in this novel by the author of Living Single .
 
And to think pink was once my favorite color . . .
 
Then the two pink lines appeared. Pink, as in positive . . . as in pregnant . . . as in pure, unadulterated panic. This wasn’t supposed to I’m scheduled to marry the handsome, successful, and very appropriate Ross Davis in six months. Unfortunately, while Ross may not rock my world with kitchen-table sex, his technique worked well enough to put a bun in my thirtysomething oven . . .
 
Don’t get me wrong, babies are great—in theory. But I enjoyed my life the way it was. Loved my job, my rooftop apartment, my friends; was having fun planning my wedding and gazing at my pretty three-carat diamond. I didn't need anything more . . . did I? Well, whatever I needed, here’s what I currently A nasty case of morning sickness, a future mother-in-law obsessed with “Ross’s Baby,” and a custom-designed wedding dress I’ll soon be too fat to wear.
 
Now, as I burst the seams on my pencil skirts, I’m trying to take some small comfort in the fact that one is never too bloated for a really cute purse. But impending motherhood also has me reassessing more than my wardrobe—and wondering how fast I can finish growing up . . .