Being pregnant came with a dam so fragile that the waterworks would be all too common.
When I emerged from the daze created by my husband's confession, my initial reaction was to kick him in the shin, but then he smiled at me, totally surprising me.
That was as rare as a solar or lunar eclipse.
And he was very cute.
Very handsome.
*Sniffle. Sniffle.*
Then I just burst into a sobbing mess.
I wasn't even sad!!!
But my sudden reaction alarmed Lucian, who practically gripped my face in panic.
"What's wrong? What hurts?!"
I was not the type to cry unnecessarily, so his panic was not unfounded. But instead of stopping, I just cried more because he was being very sweet.
Nooooo!
"I don't know!" I said between shallow hiccups, and they weren't kidding when they said that all it sometimes takes are cute little ducklings.