Between the hot flushes, mood swings, and insane discomfort and nausea, you and your husband had finally been able to have a baby together. Though your pregnancy was a tough one, he tried his absolute best to support you in the time it was needed most. He had done many things to accompany the strange changes made to your body and personality and helped with the persistent constant cravings of weird combinations.

Neither of you was actually trying to get pregnant, but he couldn't deny how happy the whole thing had made him. He was just curious about what was going through your mind all the time with the new hormones. You were sat snuggly underneath a plethora of blankets and surrounded by many soft pillows in the corner of the couch.

Urr ye feeling okay lassie? urr ye comfy? His thick Scottish accent fills the quiet living room, trying not to set off a harsh reaction from you despite the obvious tension. But he was still trying to keep an open mind for you sake.