- It's you who wants to be resting, not me.
- I'm expecting, Dad, I'm not ill. - Yeah, well, I'm not an old man.
- You're as bad as each other.
What's it feel like?
- Like I've eaten all the pies in Yorkshire.
It's exciting, but terrifying.
- Well, I can't wait to be an auntie.
(gentle music) I can't feel anything.
- Some days she's livelier than others.
It's easy to fret all the time when you've no idea what's normal.
- Well, you've got nothing to worry about.
You've done it once already with me.
- That wasn't the same.
It's the giving birth part that scares me.
I wish Mum were here.
Not just to help me but- - Me too.
(gentle music) She?
- It's a hunch.
Imagine Dad with another Alderson girl to cope with.
(Helen and Jenny giggling) (birds chirping)