Rowan: Mine’s fourteen inches long – and he can hear me! And it feels like he learned to do a cartwheel…
Sadie: Mine’s six and a quarter inches and it’s got fingerprints now. Seems like ages till I’ll feel it move…
Rowan: It’ll come round soon enough – then it’ll keep you awake all night.
Sadie: I’m hardly showing! You definitely looked pregnant at sixteen weeks.
Rowan: No I didn’t. I just looked porky round the middle.
Rowan: Your stomach muscles must be so toned from your dancing – they’re probably holding everything in. I bet you’ll just snap back into shape after.
Sadie: So will you, darling – you’ve always kept in good shape, you’ll soon get your figure back.
Rowan: I’m not that bothered…
Sadie: Why don’t we do a yoga class together? I’ve been checking them out, there’s one not too far away.
Rowan: No way! An ante-natal yoga class would be my worst nightmare! It’ll be a room full of pregnant women –
Sadie: Well, obviously!
Rowan: – in crop tops, baring their stretch marks and complaining about their backache and heartburn!
Sadie: Oh darling, don’t be silly! They’ll more likely all wear baggy T shirts and saggy leggings – that would be MUCH more unattractive. And YOU like complaining about your backache, you know you do! Anyway, it might even do your back some good, mightn’t it?
Rowan: I suppose so…
Sadie: Rowan, this is such a special time in my life, I want to make the most of it; and it’s more special for me because we’re both expecting our first child. I shall go to the class anyway, but I would love it if you’d come too.
Rowan: Would it really mean that much to you, for me to come?
Sadie: Oh yes – in fact it means so much, I promise I won’t even wear a crop top! We will both be rebels and wear T shirts down to our knees.
Rowan: Well – okay, I’ll give it a go.
Sadie: Oh, thank you, darling! We’ll have fun – I know we will!
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