"Is the bedsheets okay?"
"Are you comfortable there or should we move the bed to where the window is?"
"Are you feeling hungry? Do you need something to drink? Or will that make you vomit?"
Tashina watched as her husband paced around the room like a frightened mouse, asking all sorts of things.
She was so amused by his antics that it was hard for her to keep in the laughter.
Since they got back from the hospital, he had terminally placed her on house arrest, ordered the guards to always be on alert and stationed too many maids just to take care of one body, actually two now.
She knew he was excited and also worried about her health but she couldn't help but think he was exaggerating a little bit.
She wasn't the first or last female to get pregnant in the world so why was he making such a huge fuss?!