Imagine Techie’s first pregnancy. He’s excited, but also rather nervous. He’s with Matt now and Ma-Ma and her gang have been taken care of but he can’t help but feel scared that something is going to happen. To him. To the baby. Something.
When he starts showing, he takes to holding his belly with both hands – protectively.
Matt is always there to comfort him and reassure him that he’s safe. Nothing is going to happen to him or their baby. He relaxes some.
As Techie’s pregnancy progresses, he gets rather large despite the fact that he’s only carrying one. Matt’s fault no doubt.
As it gets harder and harder for Techie to do things, he starts to get nervous again.
By the end of his seventh month he is more or less confined to bed rest.
He gets so upset. He can’t hardly move. What if something happens and someone comes to hurt him. He can’t protect his baby, he can’t even protect himself!
Matt steps in and comforts him, hugging him and telling him that he’s safe and has nothing to worry about. Not while he’s around.
For the remainder of Techie’s pregnancy, Matt goes all out make a show of being a protective husband. He doesn’t want him to keep getting worked up, it’s not good for him or the baby.
In addition to dialing up his protectiveness, Matt also spoils Techie rotten.
By the time Techie is ready to give birth, he’s gained a good deal of weight.
After a long, difficult labor he births a healthy baby girl. She has her mum’s hair and her daddy’s eyes.