My pet hate - the two little words that make me want to gnaw off my own arm and hurl it at the nearest 'supportive partner' - is the phrase: "We're pregnant".
Are you both crippled by morning sickness, then? How are your ankles, Dad - swollen up like a Montezuma cypress? What, no swelling? No stretch marks? No heartburn or pelvic pain or bulging veins or frequent need to urinate or to consume vast...
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