Pregnancy - What I imagine it's not like

You have to cook a baby for 9 months. I imagine it's not like cooking a roast.

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You often feel bloated. I imagine it's not like being bloated from too much KFC.

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You have lots of sickness which isn't very nice. I imagine it's not like the sickness after a bitchin night out.

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You have to get up to go to the toilet loads. I imagine it's not like getting up to get beer from the fridge.

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You have to deal with stretch marks from the baby growing so much. I imagine it's not like getting stretch marks from going beast mode at the gym.

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You have to deal with the baby doing summersaults in your stomach. I imagine it's not like the summersaults after a bad curry.

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You have to deal with putting on extra weight because the baby is growing. I imagine it's not like putting on weight because Domino's are doing any size for £6.99.

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You get mood swings and cry for what seems like no reason. I imagine it's not like mood swings and crying because your horse came second and you put "win" instead of "each way".

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You have to deal with doctor's looking down there and saying "eh Hilary come and have a look at this". I imagine it's not like walking past Hugh Rice and seeing your favourite watch at half price and saying "eh wifey come and have a look at this".

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You have to deal with the baby for the rest of your life.

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We as blokes can never replicate in any way what you do for us by giving us a child. Thank you to every woman that has ever brought a child into this world.

Thank you to my wife for giving me two beautiful children. I love you more than I ever thought would be possible.

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