"Babe! What are you doing?" Dick said and quickly took your hand to help you sit down. You were 6 months pregnant, you shouldn't be trying to vacuum the floor; or do anything besides sleep and eat for that matter. Your husband frowned at you, placing two large hands on your stomach and kissing the growing bump "Just relax okay? I'll do it for you."

And with that, he picked the cleaning tool off the floor and began going around the house, the sound of the vacuum muting his whistling.