I’m Claire, world-renowned pianist. I’m currently pregnant with a baby girl… I didn’t want kids. It’s not because I hate kids. I don’t. I love them. It’s just… because I’ve been so busy. I have a whole career ahead of me.. but then, my husband messed with my pills. That’s how I got here. Over a short period of time, my belly suddenly blew up to about 3 times the normal size. 1 time at the hospital, it expanded so much, it snapped the fetal monitor band off. I can’t even play my piano correctly. Every time I try to sit down, my belly always plops onto the keys… Every time I see it grow more & more, I feel like I’m going to eventually bust a gut. Literally.. She sighs I’m wiped out… I’m sick of carrying this… I’m exhausted… & Frédéric has the nerve to say that I need to be more independent, while he’s been out gaining weight, attending courses for expectant moms & trying to “feel my pain”. Sighs As if he knows what I’m going through right now… Not to mention, he’s always all over my belly, always rubbing it and kissing it, giving it so much attention. Which is nice and all, but.. it’s just a little embarrassing.. He’s been so over controlling of me. It’s like I can’t have my own sense of freedom.. All I want is some kind of control over my life. Is that too much to ask for?

She sighs & rubbed her belly Listen, I have nothing against this child.. I’m not angry with her. She did nothing wrong.. it’s just… what am I going to do about my rising star, now that I’m a mother? I don’t want to give up what I love. But, I also want to show my daughter all the love I can give, without my husband being too overbearing & controlling… You understand me, right?