Jonny had picked up his brand spanking new car the day after Christmas; Boxing Day. Jac had accompanied him and signed all the necessary paperwork. The married couple had circled the impressive orange car whilst Jonny commented on every little detail. After a lingering and sickening goodbye the male had left his old heap of junk at the BMW car dealers ready to be scrapped. Her husband then jumped into the driver's seat, altered the chairs position and got used to the settings. Jac and eased herself into the passenger's seat and watched on as the male beamed with happiness. Before they knew it the pair of them were flying down the motorway at speeds exceeding anything Jonny had ever tried with his wife present beforehand. The pale female clung onto her seat as if life depended on it.

On arriving home Jonny jumped out of the driver's seat and ran round to the passenger door before opening it and romantically lending his hand for his wife.

'Madam...' He spoke in a posh voice, Jac trying her very best to conceal her laughter.

'That's the very last time I get in a car with you!' she exclaimed, still a little pale, as she held onto Jonny's hand and heaved herself out of the seat.

'Not this again! You're perfectly safe in a car with me, and hey you bought me the car...did you really expect me to trawl along at granny pace?'

'If you hadn't noticed your wife is heavily pregnant with your child!' she grunted as she struggled over to the front door and let herself in, leaving the door open for the male whilst he locked the car and took one last look at his Christmas present- smiling to himself.

Two hours later

'JONNY!' shouted Jac from the study on the ground floor, far too tired to get up and search for her husband politely. 'JONATHON!' to which there was no reply; not even an utterance or a grunt. Leaving her never ending pile of paperwork behind, and getting out of her specially made office chair, she searched for the male. All the rooms downstairs were empty. The corner light lit up the kitchen whilst the flickering of the fire in the living room allowed her to observe Jonny wasn't in there either.

She opened the front door and peered outside, from the front door she could see the back door of the Range Rover wide open and her husband half in and half out of the doorway. Jac watched for several minutes, listening carefully to him talking to himself- still unaware of what he was doing.

'Jonathon...dare I ask what you're doing outside?' she boomed, causing the male to freeze. He reversed out of the car and turned to face the straight-faced woman.

'Ah Jac... Well I thought as were going to become parents very soon it vital we got some practice in'

'Excuse me?'

'As you well know, they're not going to let us take our daughter home without a car seat so I thought I'd try and install it'

'How's that going for you?'

'It's a lot harder than the instructions make out.' He held several pieces of the brand new car seat in front of him 'I haven't a clue where these go! And before you ask; no, I haven't even managed to fasten it in once yet!'

Jac let out a wicked laugh, the humour obvious. She walked over to join his side, with her indoor shoes on, and gently pushed him out of way.

'Let me have a go!' she insisted as she awkwardly peered into the car. Within seconds and with no help from the instructions Jac had managed to fix the car-seat in place. 'So what was so difficult about that?'

The Scotsman looked over her head in amazement 'How'd ya do that!?'

'I must have the special touch' the red haired replied to the puzzled male. 'For goodness sakes Jonny, just watch me and then try it yourself. Surely even you can master a car-seat!' The consultant took the whole contraption out and started from scratch whilst Jonny watched on determined to master it. Once she'd completed the task, again, they swapped places and Jonny tried whilst Jac encouragingly helped when he got stuck. In years gone by Jac wouldn't have had the patience to do such a task but now it was important that Jonny felt comfortable with his impending role change, and to also show that they were equal to one another.

After half an hour of agonising step by step instructions Jonny finally slotted the seat into place, success plastered across his face, as well as Jac's.

'Well at least our daughter will be safe in the car' laughed Jac, planting a kiss on the male's cheek.

'Someone ought to tell the company that morons need simpler instructions! Morse code isn't my language' raged Jonny, embarrassed

'You are NOT a moron Jonny. It's our first child, of course we're going to have teething problems. You'll get the hang of it'

'Let's hope the pram easier to collapse!' joked Jonny, leading his wife back indoors.