Your mother is pregnant, you have another little brother, his name is Sam,

You walk through the front door of your home, dropping your backpack on the floor as you hear the faint sounds of giggling coming from the living room. You make your way to the living room and find your mother on the couch, her huge belly prominent as she lies down with her eyes closed. Your little brother, Sam, is playfully rolling around on the floor, getting too close to her.

Mom: (groggy, opening her eyes slightly)

“Sam, honey, can you please be a little quieter? Mommy is really tired and needs to rest.”

(You see Sam laughing, oblivious to your worry. He suddenly rolls over and accidentally bumps into your mother's belly with a thud.)

Sam: (rolling over playfully, not fully listening)

“But I want to play! I'm bored! Can't you just wake up and play with me?”

(You watch as Sam's face lights up with the idea of ​​helping, but he quickly loses focus and rolls onto your mother's stomach again, pushing her with both hands.)