This is why Angela sat at the table without eating...

Angela was an early riser. Shelagh woke to Angela staring at her. She considered allowing her to climb up so Shelagh could rest in the warm bed a bit longer. She decided that there was not enough room for Angela given her expanding girth.

So reluctantly, Shelagh climbed out of bed. With so much to do before the move she decided to get to work. She packed up items in the kitchen leaving only the minimal essentials to use for the next ten days. She was also filling a box with items that she and Angela no longer needed...old magazines, a sad looking nude doll...

She chatted with Angela as she worked and eventually they were both hungry.

"What would you like to eat? An egg?"

"Uck!"

"Don't let Daddy hear that he loves eggs. How about Corn Flakes?"

"Yay!"

With Angela in the kitchen making a mess with her breakfast. Shelagh made tea and toast for herself. She cleaned Angela up and dressed her in a dress that had not been put away after ironing. Now Angela was ready for the day.

Seeing it was time for the others to wake, she settled Angela at the dining table to color and she went to the bedroom to get dressed herself. Returning to the kitchen she set to work cooking breakfast for the boys. Bacon and eggs seemed in order for this morning.

"What's all this?" Patrick asked when he entered the kitchen.

"Just making your breakfast dear."

"I meant all these boxes."

"Just packing some kitchen items."

"Did you leave anything to cook with? Looks like it will be the chippy every night," he said with a smile.

"Patrick Turner, it took six months of marriage to undo your old chippy days. You will not be eating chips all week."

"I tried," he said with a frown. Looking around again he asked "How long have you been awake?"

"Well a bit late for Lauds, but too early for the sun."

"Shelagh, you should have woken me. You need your rest."

"As do you. You were out late last night. Besides I am having trouble sleeping...between the gymnastics from this little one and needing to…"

"Yes, sleep is hard in the last weeks of pregnancy...still hard to believe this is happening."

"For me too, then I am reminded with a kick in the ribs."

"Well at least this one knows enough to be in the right position," he said from behind Shelagh with his hands around her feeling the baby, "That looks good."

"Go have a seat it is almost ready."

She served up their breakfast plates and announced from the kitchen, "Bacon and eggs coming up!"