Slowly I blink my eyes and try wake up. Momentarily I stiffen when I realise I'm not alone in bed. Quickly a familiar, flowery scent assaults me and I relax. I lay curled around my wife, her head pillowed on my arm, with my other hand resting on her swollen belly. I grin with the thought that this is how I want to wake up every day for the rest of
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