Kate sighs and is quiet for a few minutes, listening to his breathing and his heart.

(He shifts under her. Tiny movements. She can't help noticing them still.)

"This is what we're letting ourselves in for, you know. A lot of nights of us both worrying. And that's before we actually have a child depending on us."

Her tone is more wry than anything else.

"I still want this with you," she adds, more softly. "That doesn't stop me. I think we're both nuts. But I've kinda known that one for about a decade, so it's not really a shock."