You hear the doorbell ring, in the other room you hear your wife call to you "Honey, quick" you answer the door and greet the nurse on call.
You lead her into the house and follow the sounds of your wife moaning in the other room, she's sitting upright which is incredibly difficult nowadays.
You enter the room, it's warm, your wife's body is radiating a large amount of heat as her body struggles to contain the life stirring inside of your heavy, bloated, swollen womb. The nurse pauses and gasps.
"Please, help me" your wife whispers, in a gentle moan as she clutches at her swollen belly and moans once more.
The nurse sits in front of her and begins touching and prodding your wife's enormous mound of baby filled womb, your wife winces as the pressure builds with each touch. She isn't in pain though, some discomfort as you'd imagine but all in all, believe it or not she's enjoying the process.
"I, I'm 6 months along, I haven't been able to make it to a doctor's appointment, I just want you to make sure our babies are healthy and well.. can you do that?"
The nurse pauses once more and removes an ultrasound machine, rubbing lotion on your wife's belly as she giggles, the skin being so stretched and thin it's sensitive to touch.
Your wife grabs your hand lovingly as the other gently traces her belly "Calm down babies, just for a moment. Nurse, we would love to know how many we are having if you could?"
The nurse rubs the ultrasound on her belly, she looks at the screen and begins counting 1, 2, 3, 4.. 8.. 10..
She continues to count..
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