Morning Sickness

Hey guys, I've been working on a new story idea called Morning Sickness. Imagine this: my toddler self wakes up feeling a bit overwhelmed and sick, and just when things seem too tough, Lady Penelope and Parker from Thunderbirds Are Go appear. They're not just heroic figures—they're gentle, caring friends who make sure I'm never alone when mornings feel scary. They help me find comfort and a bit of magic in the routine of a tough day. I see it as a story about resilience and the warmth of unexpected support—a little adventure that transforms a rough morning into a moment of care and hope. What do you think? Have you ever coped with morning sickness yourself?