Pregnancy was not easy for Joan. You would think that considering who's baby she was carrying it would be a breeze but it wasn't.
"Ugh," Joan said, "Was it like this for Her Brother's mother"
Joan had for some reason been referring to the baby as Her for some reason.
"Actually," Cute Boy said, "For His mother it was worse"
"What?"
"Think about it," Cute Boy said, "You know we have all those things now we didn't have back then. There are so many comforts that they didn't have back then. Imagine going through labor with no doctors around. Imagine not having diapers for your child. Then times that by 10 and you might have an idea of what she went through. There were no toilets back than. She had to make her business in a hole and bathe in the river. You don't have that problem."
"Okay," Joan said, "I think you have a point there. By the way is the baby going to be a boy or a girl"
"It is"
"Why can't you answer me," Joan asked,
"Because you'll know soon enough," Cute Boy replied
