All right, so the healers had told her that there she was eventually going to experience mood swing. That wasn't the problem. The problem was that she experienced mood swings before she was pregnant ... so the ones that she was finally getting to now were downright nasty.

Despite the fact that she'd been having a perfectly nice dinner with Tadhg, halfway through it she'd started to think about the fact that Waldo hadn't even made an attempt to contact her about how the baby was doing in a long arse time and she'd started to become irritated by that thought. By the end of their meal she'd fallen silent and was very obviously irked (although she hadn't said a word to Tadhg about why). She'd headed into the living room scowling and dropped onto the couch to listen to the wireless, arms crossed over her chest. Merlin, they could practically rest on her belly. All right, maybe that was a bit of an exaggeration, but still.