Izzie's bottom lip immediately pouted at the thought of being a whale, even though she should have had the idea in her head, she was pregnant. But--it really took things like her student pointing out her slight belly to really remind Isobel that she was pregnant---not that! Not that she forgot, because she was eating the right food and taking the vitamins and doing all that, but it just felt like another chore, she didn't feel like--well. She didn't feel like a future mother, she supposed.
Oh...that was terrible, wasn't it?
Her pout remained on her face, though it was really a normal kind of expression these days. Her mood swings hadn't been terrible, just that they tended to be more sulky than super amazingly excited. So--pout remained as she thought about his question. Another thing she hadn't really thought about.
"Er---" Izzie's eyes narrowed, wondering why this had never occurred to her. She was definitely on the right track to being a parent. "I want---" A farm. She couldn't say farm. "A big, big yard."
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