Mummy’s a whale

You look like you’re coming soon

But not yet, still two more months.

Tiredness is overwhelming

I lie on the sofa and rest

You roll and kick and squirm inside.

The fear is still there, but also an undercurrent of excitement and joy that we will see your face soon

Daddy’s eyes? Mummy’s smile?

Baby boy, we’ll see you in a little while.