A few minutes later, mom sits up, taking me with her and clucking over me as she wipes the tears from my face and pushes my hair back behind my ears. “There’s my beautiful Princess,” mom murmurs, stroking her hand over my hair and getting me all in order. “So strong and brave!”
“Enemy armies I can face,” I say with a sigh and a little laugh. “Pregnancy, a whole new thing.”
She laughs at this, patting my cheek and smiling at me again. “As it always is,” she says, giving a bit of a shrug. “Your first pregnancy…is always a bit of a terror, even if you’re happy about it.”
“I don’t want you to think I’m unhappy,” I murmur. Then I look down at myself again, pressing my hands against my stomach, which is as flat now as it ever was. “I don’t want them to think I’m unhappy.”
“Well luckily they’re just little cell bundles right now,” mom murmurs with a shrug. “So, they probably can’t feel anything yet.”
“Is that true?” I ask, my face wrinkling as I look up at her. “At what point in conception does the bond form?”
“Oh, I don’t know, I’m not a scientist,” mom says, waving a hand at me and dismissing the question. I laugh a little, unable to help it. “We’ll ask Cora in a couple of hours.”
I sigh, nodding, looking back down, tentatively sending a little pulse of warmth and love down the bonds, wanting desperately for the babies to feel…I don’t know. Welcome, I guess.
“You know, it’s how I would have wanted it,” mom says quietly.
I look up at her again, curious.
“If I had it my way?” she says, arching her brows at me. “I would have had it happen precisely like this. I’d have met your dad when I was twenty-two, and taken a good six months to get to know him and let our relationship develop, and then…” she snaps her fingers, grinning at me. “I’d have wanted to start popping out kids.”
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