The breeze from the fan is seducing me to sleep.
Praise music is whispering to me.
Story of a wonderful natural birth is putting hope in me.
His fluttery movements in my belly feels strangely magical.
I call out to him every now and then; to make sure he knows mummy is awake and just lazing on the bed.
I have had many Mondays in my life but none quite like this.