The first two weeks after Severus learned about the baby seemed to drag on forever. Being pregnant had restricted so many of his usual activities that he was spending most of his time choosing to be alone in his rooms doing nothing at all, which was bad enough, but he did not even have the usual excuse of being ill for doing so. Severus had expected to feel much worse than he did, he had been under the impression that being pregnant went hand in hand with nausea and vomiting. However, while there were some smells he could not tolerate and the only foods he could eat were rather bland, he did not feel sick in a traditional sense.