The last days of pregnancy are taking their toll...
W: (easing down onto the sofa) If only moving about wasn't such an effort.
Me: Poor thing.
W: And then once I'm down, getting comfortable is another matter entirely.
The bump moves a little.
W: (to the bump) Yes, you're alright aren't you? (short pause) No answer. He's very comfy.
Me: It's going to be a shock to his system when he finally emerges. No wonder they cry.
W: Oh bugger, and now I need the loo.
W manoeuvres forward slightly.
W: Give me a push?
I push on W's back a little.
W: Thanks darling. Ohhh. Getting up without making an effortful noise is something else I look forward to.
I think back to the last time I stood up after a long day. Note to self, stop the grunting noise.
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