Is there no end to the talents of Katy Perry? She can sing, she can dance, she can wink at Niall Horan in a way that makes us happy rather than jealous - and now she's gone and delivered an actual baby.
No not from her own womb, don't be silly - from the womb of a friend. In said friend's living room. OH GAHD THAT MUST HAVE BEEN MESSY.
While we try and distract ourselves from disturbing mental images involving a cream carpet, placenta, and that weird soft spot on baby heads - you read the rest of this story.
Katy took to Twitter last night to reveal her labour based evening, tweeting: "Finally you can add 'helps delivers babies in living rooms' to my resume! It's been a miracle of a day...Auntie Katy aka Stylist Auntie."
K-Pez didn't specify exactly who said baby belonged to, or exactly what her role in the whole birthing process was, but we like to imagine her singing 'push, push, push, pushpushpush' to the tune of 'Part of Me'.
Also, do you think Katy ACTUALLY has a resume? 'Previous Experience: Can handle a spinny bra while flinging myself around a stage, great team player, loads of enthusiasm. Also I've got the eye of the tiger'.
What do you make of all this?