"Ooof" Barbara said putting her hand on her big round belly. "She kicking again" Arthur said sitting up in bed. "She going to make one hell of a footballer Barbara joked. She looked down at her big pregnant belly and the diamond ring on her finger. She couldn't believe how far she's come since the swap. She came clean to her husband. He was heartbroken but she knew he deserved better. She quite literally was not the woman he fell in love with. She moved in with Arthur across the street shortly after and became a mother to his two kids. He had a an 18 year old son and a 14 year old daughter. Her relationship with Arthurs kids was good, they where both just happy to see their father happy and they where excited for their new sibling.
When she was a couple months along she went for a paternity test and it was revealed that Arthur was the father, she was releived, it meant her and her husband could have a more clean break. Both her and Arthurs sons went off to college in the fall. Barbara couldn't help but think how different her life would be if she never swapped. She'd be a young man chasing girls with her whole future ahead of her instead of a middle aged housewife, going through a divorce with a baby on the way. She missed her old life but she knew now there was no going back. She was Barbara now, in more ways than just physically. About six months after she moved in Arthur proposed and she said yes. And now here she was, meer weeks away from enduring the pain of childbirth. She'd really made this life her own.