"That's good," he nodded. "Bridget's well, thanks. Very well, actually," he responded. "Now she's past the sickness stage and into the 'oh my god why am I so fat?' stage," he joked a little, and the scrunched up his nose. "Not sure that's a pregnancy thing, or just a typical meltdown though, to be honest," he admitted, although there was definitely a fondness in his tone rather than a criticism.