"I wasn't talking about you," he pointed out, reaching down to pat his stomach. "It was me. I'm a cow, Heather. I think you should be aware of that before we get married." The faintest hint of a smirk ticked across his face. "In case you freak out about it later. Best to get it over with now."
Weird seemed to be the best word to describe it all, yes. "Yeah, you've got a person in there. A mini Heather. Getting ready to come out and see the world. Or whatever."