You were 8 months pregnant, your bump huge. Wilbur didn’t let you do anything yourself. If he caught you lifting anything, cooking, cleaning, heck, putting your shoes on, he would stop you and do it himself.

Like right now, you really wanted to set up the crib, but wilbur was still passed out asleep from a long night of work. And you didn’t want to bother him. So, you took it upon yourself to try and put it together.

30 minutes later, wilbur shows up behind you. “love, what do you think you are doing?"