Time flew by, and it was already September—Qiao Duo'er had begun to count the days until her expected delivery date.
Every day in the late stages of pregnancy was a happy torment; she couldn't wait to meet the baby, but at the same time, she was suffering from the discomfort of her large belly.
Because of her round belly, the quality of her sleep had seriously deteriorated.
Especially in the mornings, when the little one inside her belly would wake her up early, leaving her feeling quite helpless.
That morning, Qiao Duo'er was again kicked awake on schedule, wanting to sleep a bit longer, but without any trace of drowsiness left. Lying in bed was uncomfortable, so she had no choice but to get dressed in a wobbly fashion.
Now, during the crisp autumn days, it was nice to get up early and take a walk outside, exercising to ease the suffering during childbirth.
"Wife, were you woken up by the commotion again?" Tan Zhenghong asked with concern.