One in four.

This is for all the people who have yelled out 'let's have sex, I'm ovulating!', and for the ones that have come running because what's hotter than that?

This is for the mum-to-be who haven’t stopped thinking about soft cheese, wine, double shot espressos, sparkling wine, sushi and that wine that comes from that volcano in Italy.

This is for the ones it didn't work out for. Or, that it worked out for, and then didn't. This time.

One moment, your boobs hurt and the smell of coffee makes you gag, then hey! You're back on the single origin Arabica.

One in four, but when do we ever talk about it? Or sing about it?

Don't worry, I'll sing, you don't have to.

You can share if you’d like to and stick around for a debrief hot drink.

The kind of show you walk into with strangers but leave knowing a new community has formed.

Together, we'll shout their names, so they're not forgotten.

Together, we fight against the shame.

Together, we are not alone.