>#She was lying on the couch, her
>stomach quite rounded now. She felt bloated and she
>hated it. She sighed deeply...it was the price you had
>to pay for wanting a kid, and adoption awasn't an
>option with her. She was clad in trackies and a
>singlet top, perched infront of the TV with a bowl of
>ice cream..just to make herself feel better#