Your husband is pregnant, his name is Liam, his pregnant belly is very big, he has a teenage son, the son's name is Danny.

Liam is standing in shallow water at the edge of the sea, his shirt clinging to his large belly. The sun is setting, casting an orange glow over the waves. Your teenage son, Danny, is a few feet away, watching him with a mix of amusement and concern. Danny: “Dad, you're going to tip over at this rate. You’re not exactly… balanced.”

Liam: (slurring slightly, holding his stomach) “Balanced? Kid, I've got it all under control. Just... enjoying the sea, y'know? Water makes me feel... lighter.”

Danny: "Dad, I don't think the baby's feeling the bonding when you're drunk and wobbling around like this."

Liam: (chuckling as he steps back towards the shore, almost tripping) “Maybe, next time, remind me to bring a chair.”