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My life is boring. Can you imagine that? And yet, I’m not lying my life is unmistakably and utterly. boring. The last two and a half weeks after the famous BBQ where I met literally everyone, were absolutely B.O.R.I.N.G. Although the BBQ itself was quite an adventure, but not how one would imagine. I myself thought that it would be nerve wrecking, but no, I wanted to hop on the nearest wolf and run all the way up to Canada only the first hour or so, that is before Nathan introduced me to everyone and then while I was waiting for someone to start doubting my intentions or to start seeing me as a threat. On the contrary everyone, and I mean EVERYONE, was so welcoming, as if I were a wolf myself. Somewhere at the back of my mind there was a thought lingering, that it was mostly because of my inhuman self, just as I deal with animals when they instantly trust me, I may be appealing to the human side of the were population. But since my level of knowledge was close to
non–existent, I brushed that thought aside pretty quickly.
Anyways, not long after Nathan introduced me to everyone, Lena became the boss of me again and dragged me in the general direction of the food, and as soon as my nerves subsided, I was kinda glad about it, I was eating for two after all. The road to food was blocked by everyone, seeing as they wanted to personally greet me, so I met so many Betties, Harry’s, Mark’s, Anna’s and so on and on and on, and everyone wanted to touch either me or my belly, and everyone wanted to wish me a happy staying, or just state that they will take care of me, the list goes on… Honestly? I was touched to tears. That was so different to my previous life! I’m not saying that people in my home town were bad, no, they were good and welcoming, until their own ass was on fire. But this, this was completely different – they viewed me as … family? I have no idea how this was possible, but that was exactly the vibe I was getting from those people. I was literally a nobody to them, even more an outsider, but after a few words from their Alpha, I was accepted with no questions asked. That showed me the amount of trust placed in their leader, I wish our Mayor held this much authority… Unbelievable. Remarkable. I was happy, what more can I add?
That evening was not only the happiest I had in a while, but also the most exciting in the foreseeable future, hence my bed rest regime Dr. Green prescribed. My days were now filled with rest, file sorting, food and then rest again. And as soon as someone was home more food and rest. It took me a week to sort through the mess doc Evans created in the years of his career, the next week my only duty was to receive calls and arrange his work calendar. The old man gave me the clinics cell, I forcefully made him embrace the beauty of google calendar and much to my surprise he did dig it (his words, not mine). So I can safely say that my life was indeed boring.
Now, two and a half weeks later I am at home, alone, lounging on the porch with a glass of cold lemonade (a sin I indulge in, since it’s way too sugary to be healthy, as Dr. Green says, but since no one is here to stop me, I’m sinning!), staring blankly at the fading sun. My movements are pretty limited, because my belly is growing rapidly and with my injury it’s getting close to impossible to get up from anywhere by myself. Honestly? It is humiliating. Last two days Shirley had to help me to
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get up from bed when I woke up, because I was so unbalanced, that I got scared. I can only imagine what’s to come next. I googled pregnancy once again and my stomach looks like I’m on month 8, not the beginning of month 5, but well, my baby girl is special, after all.
Speaking of, this little bandit has grown to be such a daredevil! I think she is planning to become a professional gymnast, according to all the salto’s she attempts to perform inside of me. Shirley and Jonathan are ecstatic about it and every time she moves, they both hover over me as if they don’t have 5 children of their own. Me on the other hand? I’m happy, yes, but how many times a day can one pee?! And that’s just the least of my troubles. The worst part is that my girl is obviously much stronger then 1 am, so her every punch is pretty painful. After one episode that left a real bruise on my belly Shirley got so concerned, that made Dr. Green come back from some fancy were doctor conference she was attending in a neighboring pack and take a look at me. Turns out that I have a tiny bitsy problem here. It is natural for wolves to to have two parents. Apparently there is a certain instinct a male wolf has towards his pregnant mate, that instinct is to care for her and not only in mundane things, but also spiritually, that means that every time my girl is hyperactive her father
should be able to calm her down, because stress is bad for both – a mother and a child. And I don’t
have a mate, thus the baby stays active, I start to worry from the physical pain, my blood pressure rises, the baby feels the stress and starts stressing herself. So unless I calm down myself and start communicating with my girl with double effort, it can end pretty badly. I sort of figured out myself that I had to do it, but knowing the extent of the consequences made me feel uneasy. And also
everyone else around. So starting from tomorrow I am going to always have someone with me, just in case. I knew pregnancies were not a walk in the park, but that is just a cherry on top of my life pie.
