My gods… how… how big can it get…?
In the last three days I've made a point of
checking on Libby every hour. Daena's a wonder, and she is kinda stuck in one
spot all the time, but I can't expect her to forever focus on Libby. I'm the
husband, and as the husband I need to attend to my duties as well as my wife.
Libby is getting bigger. And bigger. And
bigger. I swear her belly had grown a teensy bit larger each time I saw her,
and when I finally bade her farewell for the night, I had difficulty spotting
her head over the swell of her stomach. It's huge.
Libby isn't taking it well, as you can
imagine. She's incapacitated and groggy, but even in that state, she's freaking
out. I'm glad there are no knives in the Matriarch… or if there are, I'm glad
Libby isn't able to fetch any of them. Her stomach has pretty much pinned her
to the ground.
She might have been right. Maybe she can
only give birth to… you know… abnormal
babies. I'll still love whatever comes out of her in the end, but… gah. Babies.
All this makes me sincerely wonder whether
the trip in the Dauphine is a good idea.
Ever since the battle against the Non, as
well as the revelation that the Eve living here was some old man in disguise,
I've been longing for the opportunity to get on the road. Iko is a long, long
way from here, and we have a lot of ground to cover in as short a time as we
can manage. The thing in my hands… hell, I don't even know what to call it…
it's practically itching to get out and do some good.
Or wreak some havoc. Not sure which phrase
is more apt.
But imagine this. On average, Libby takes a
few weeks after pregnancy to give birth. As far as I know, Grayson was in her
tummy longer than Eve, though I'm honestly not sure about that. Either way, I'd
say two months tops. Two months of pregnancy - and in this case, it's pregnancy
with a stomach that keeps growing like a balloon. If this doesn't stop, we
won't even be able to fit Libby in the Dauphine. That's a purely logistical
concern.
And what about her health? Libby has significant
trouble moving around at this point. In a few more days she'll be totally
incapacitated. What will happen if we try to cart her into our transport? Will
it hurt her? Or the baby? And what will the constant motion do to her? Could
she, gods forbid, pop?
I won't leave Libby alone. Where she goes,
I go… and where she stays, I stay. So… unless something changes… the Dauphine
might not be going anywhere. Not right now.
Fuck you, Iko, for so many things. Most of
all for living on the other side of the world.
Yeah. I… I guess we're… not going anywhere.
Not until we know more. I'm hoping to get a doctor into Pubton to see Libby,
so… hopefully… that'll happen soon.
My family is so messed up.
Sincerely,
Dragomir the Wanderer (or not)
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