She smirked and gave a light sigh. "I hope so, Sam. The boys at home are enough...and I've never done this before. The mothering bit." Elisabeth reached up to scratch at her forehead, worry lines present on her face. "It just sucks, yeah?" She shook her head and forced a grin. "Anyway, can we just go home now? I'd rather not think about it anymore, even if it is a little difficult." And she patted at the small bump of her stomach for emphasis.