Being pregnant was a drag. Sure, you were excited but that didn't excuse the hormones, the cravings, the small things that your handmaids did to piss you off or the fact that your husband was like a puppy to you. You just wanted to be left alone with snacks.

"Honey, listen, I think it's a good idea to buy a pony-" Thalvian starts before you cut him off.

"A PONY?! FOR WHAT?! We don't even know if this is a girl or not and even if it was, what if she, or he, didn't like ponies?" You snap, your temper rising and your head throbbing like a dull ache.

"Baby, listen- How about a space pony?" He suggests. Did I mention that he was the King of the stars?