Watchin' the ti-ide, roll away,
Ooh, I'm just a-sittin' on the dock of the bay,
wastin' ti-i-i-ime

Or maybe I'm just taking it easy, waiting for the birth of my fawn? The summer heat is something fierce, and being weighed down by my belly only makes simply sitting and waiting seem that much nicer. Either way, I'm certain the waves are a relaxing sound for the both of us. ^^

As I suggested in the WIP, I (my fursona, anyway) lost weight in the name of wanting to safely have a baby. This is hardly a permanent thing, as my normal appearance is most certainly still obese, but I think it's good to think in terms of what's best for baby, at least in this case. :)