When my last pregnancy went to term and I avoided pre-eclampsia I put it down to him; despite my fatigue and all weather conditions he has me out there stomping along paths and panting up hills. I have a few issues with him: his breath is a little rancid and his table manners aren't up to much, but I love him and the Hubster is not jealous.
He just fixes me with his large brown eyes and I know that I will be out again, my hour and a half walk that keeps pudding status at bay. Isn't he handsome? My own personal fitness coach. xx
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