"Sweetheart, what's wrong?" asked Han, finding Leia in tears.
"My feet are so swollen that all I can wear are slippers," sobbed Leia. She glared at him. "This is your fault you know."
Han grinned. "I know."
Leia punched his arm. "It's not funny! Do you have any idea how miserable I am? My back hurts and my belly is so big I can't get comfortable."
"Leia," said Han, gaining her attention. "Thanks for going through all this to make us parents."
Leia smiled. "You're going to make a great dad."
Han kissed Leia's cheek. "You're already a great mom."