I’m nine months pregnant, and two weeks ago, Flo and I moved in together to a new two-bedroom apartment in Berlin.
Since then, we’ve fallen into 1950’s-style domesticated roles.
As a pregnant person, I’m not supposed to carry anything heavy (because apparently it can spur early labor), so he has been doing all the handy-work and lifting, which has left me…
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