You snickered as your husband, John, rubbed circles into your stomach. He seemed almost fixated on that certain part of your body. He pressed another tender kiss to your bellybutton, his scruffy beard tickling your flesh.

“Imagine how cute you’d be with a big belly.” He whispered against your skin, looking up to meet your gaze. “I swear, I’ll take care of you forever.” John vowed.

You only shook your head. His baby fever was at an all time high after babysitting the neighbors’ kids.