There's all sorts of fun things that start happening, and not all of them are magical and existential. Abrasions from things rubbing that have never rubbed before. Thicker, fuller, longer hair on her head, legs, and lip. The pre-natal vitamins and strange diet have put keratin production into overdrive. The Selleck 'stache is going to be epic.
"We should Decorate the nursery tonight."
"You're more beautiful than the day I married you."
Her belly is growing and preventing her from trimming her leg hair, but it has moved past the prickly stage into a soft velvety otter's pelt.
There are strange smells that no one expected. The front end, the back end, new orifices that are just as gross and horrifying as you would expect; all producing distinct and nasty smells. the production of new smells is kind of a cruel joke for nature to pull on a lady that already had a heightened sense. She can pick out garlic at 30 paces, yet the belly button saw fit to set up a
kefir factory.
A simple ingrown hair, growing at light-speed though it may be, has transformed from a minor inconvenience into a Indiana Jone worthy expedition. I think it has more of a Temple of Doom feel, as opposed to Lost Ark. A least in the portrayed female leads.
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