Help Is On the Way

by Mindy Kaling

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I was definitely expecting pregnancy to make me bounce-house size.

I hadn’t overachieved this much since high school, and I was loving this vibe for myself.

blithely,

One insisted on having her own fridge and TV in her bedroom, which made me feel like I would be taking in a sullen grad student.

I had none of these things in my home, and I started to wonder why not.

straitjacket.

It was an insane little gathering on an outrageous schedule, and I mean outrageous in the sense that I was completely outraged by it.

needed that. Because at that point I was missing my mother viscerally, painfully.

According to Rose, there was no problem apple cider vinegar couldn’t solve.

especially since being perceived as a blob has long been one of my biggest fears.

“She’s worked hard her whole life. It’s good she has such nice things.” It was the most Indian thing I’d ever heard.

It was a really rainy day, and their normally hour-long trip took two hours, but nobody complained and nobody explained. Damn, I thought, impressive.

I was surprised by how calming it was to be around people who looked like me and who reminded me of where I was from.

I cried the whole time I was writing it.

She was my mom when I needed a mom, and that wasn’t even her job.

I told her I don’t know if I’ll have another baby, but if it meant she would come and live with me, I may just go ahead and do it.