Tom: Rowan?
Rowan: Oh – hi, Tom. Why are you looking at me like that?
Tom: I just wondered if you were okay; I said hello to you twice but you were miles away.
Rowan: Yes I was…my yoga teacher said that if I have strong sunlight shining on my bump, it filters through and my baby can see it like a red glow. Isn’t that amazing? My baby can see the sun even though he’s inside me!
Tom: Wow – that IS pretty amazing! They can hear too, can’t they, before they’re born?
Rowan: Yes – we talk to him, and he moves when Jake plays his guitar… Do you think I’ll make a good mum, Tom?
Tom: I should think so. You’re good at bossing people around, aren’t you?
Rowan: I don’t know why I bother talking to you sometimes!
Tom: I’m sorry, Rowan – I’m only joking. Actually, I reckon a sense of humour’s a pretty good thing to have when you’re a mum!
Rowan: Yeah, well, your mother must need one…
Tom: Seriously, though – I think you’ll be great.
Rowan: Why, Tom? Why do you think I will?
Tom: Well, because you can be level headed and sensible and organised and you like caring for people. I mean, you wouldn’t be a nurse, would you, if you didn’t like looking after people? And you’ve always loved your job.
Rowan: Maybe I just like sticking needles in people. Not many jobs where you get to do that every day…
Tom: I don’t believe that! You act tough but I reckon that really you’re soft and fluffy inside –
Rowan: Ow –
Tom: Oh blimey Rowan, are you OK? What is it?
Rowan: Don’t panic, Tom, he’s just kicking – here –
Tom: Bloody hell! Doesn’t that feel weird, getting prodded from the inside?
Rowan: It is pretty strange – but it’s sort of nice. Well – it’s not so great at three in the morning. He wakes me up.
Rowan: Well – I’d better be getting home. I had frozen stuff in that bag!
Tom: Here – I’m going your way, let me carry it.
Rowan: I’m not totally incapable you know!
Tom: I know – but it doesn’t hurt to accept some help sometimes, does it?
Rowan: No – no, it doesn’t hurt.
Rowan: Thanks, Tom.
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