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... . No alarm yet, just her body deciding it was time. She stayed on her back for a minute, one hand drifting to her stomach like it always did now. The flutters answered small, quick, almost shy. Like the baby was whispering *good morning* before she was fully awake.
She smiled into the quiet. "Morning, you."
She rolled out of bed, feet hitting the cool floor. Kitchen first. Kettle on. Lemon sliced thin. Honey spooned generous. The smell of ginger and citrus filled the small space, ...
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