Because we hear quite enough about the other!
Yesterday, I had already missed my first train back from London and didn't want to miss the next one as my DH was hanging around to pick me up, so I RAN up the escalators into Paddington, ran to the platform with one minute to spare and stopped at the First Class carriage. I asked the guard if I could get on at 1st class and walk through. He looked a bit , so I pointed out the massive belly and explained that I'm six months pregnant and I couldn't run any further!
He gave me a seat in first class
Other things that are great:
- I moved house and wasn't allowed to lift anything!
- people keep making me cups of tea and giving me chocolate;
- my DH rubs my bump all the time and talks to it;
- i feel wriggles and kicks and they make me laugh;
- It frightens all my 18 year old male students to death, and that makes me laugh too
Anymore for anymore?