The pregnant lady lay sleeping, after doing "not much" over the last few days. She's approaching her 2
nd trimester, and doing this sleeping thing a lot.
She was dreaming - I don't know what of, but I can assure you it would have been weird - because that's been happening a bit lately.
Then suddenly, through the window flies a little purple fairy, with curly brown hair, and a little bucket, the side of which is inscribed in the word "Kilograms". She sees the pregnant lady sleeping and smiles to herself. "Aha!" she thinks, "just what I was looking for!"
She flies over to the sleeping pregnant lady, and pulls out a sack that reads 'TWO KILOGRAMS.'
She opens the sack and sprinkles its entire contents on the sleeping pregnant lady, making sure to shake every last speck out of the sack, so that the sleeping pregnant lady doesn't miss out on a single gram. She then smiles at her handiwork, takes a note of the address, and makes a silent promise to visit again soon, before she flies back out the window.
The pregnant lady awakes the next morning after a restful night's sleep. She has a really busy day today, packing for her trip home, and is happy that she's going where it's warm for a while, so she can wear some of her pretty skirts. Little did she realise that the weight fairy had visited her last night, and it turns out, those pretty skirts from last summer, and
infact, ones she wore only 2 weeks ago when it was warm in Belgium,
no longer fit.
She takes a look in the mirror, turning this-way-and-that-way, and decides that the weight fairy must have been on drugs or something. She sees that the weight fairy has accidentally given her a kilogram on her bum, and a kilogram around the tummy, but not in the general baby-growing region.
She sighs and thinks, well after all the times I've gone to my cupboard and not been able to find anything to wear, I truly DO have to go shopping now, because quite literally,
I have nothing to wear.