I’m now 7 months pregnant. And am a perfec specimen for mood swings, tiredness and all the other misc symptoms that accompany pregnancy.
We’re sitting having our morning tea – or rather he’s having tea and I’m having breakfast. I’m dishevelled, wearing yesterday’s crumpled clothes, burping and overall not feeling too great about myself.
I ask him, do u still find me cute like this?
He replies instantly – Now all those lines are blurred. What you’re wearing, how u look… you’re always such a bundle of cuteness.