Neverwinter Forest where is your sanctuary? where is your rest?

Unable to sleep - unable to even really walk without throwing up, life was pretty tough for the swollen to-be mother. She felt like dying every time she even tried to move, but at least she still could. She sometimes felt them kicking too, which gave her a boost of confidence and will-power that she truly needed. She was doing this not for nothing. Her children deserved a life, and she would provide, whether it made her feel like shit or not. She noticed even her teats were preparing for the big day that was only a few days away at this point if her calculations were right. 

A familiar voice and face soon appeared and she smiled weakly - laying with her back toward the opening but her face turned at him. She didn't feel capable of rolling over fully if she wanted to keep this place puke-free and chuffed gently at the to-be father. Breakfast? She heard her stomach rumble, that was followed by a firm kick from one of the pups. 

Thank you. Her voice was weak, yet not to a point of utter devastation just yet, and she motioned for him to get in.