There’s really nothing better than putting on a nicely ironed pair of pants when you’re hosting a 33lb pregnancy suit.  It’s the little things in life that I’ve come to appreciate. Tumbling into bed and taking the weight off your feet. Foam padding. Pillows. A bath.  Balancing the laptop on the belly and watching rubbish tv.  An infectious giggle from a passing mum as she catches you patting your belly. Pregnancy yoga in the office. A journalist from a newspaper in Chile asking you how long it takes to have a pee. And wanting the answer to the nearest minute. A hug from your wife even if her arms don’t quite reach around you.  Your 5-year old son saying what we’re doing is quite cool actually. And then whacking you on the belly.

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