Thursday, January 07, 2010
Karena's Illness (Part Three)
Guest Poster: Karena
Now that I've found out that I'm pregnant, and expecting my daughter in March, Wes and I need to tell our mothers. Needless to say I can expect what the reaction is going to be.
As the metabolism of an amazon is different, it is a lot faster than normal female humans. Wesley has just about recovered from the news.
"Congratulations, Ensign." says Captain Erika Hernandez of our starship the Rhode Island. "How long will the maternity leave be that you'll require?"
"None at all." I reply, "When March comes, I will be able to go on all normal Away Missions. I will return to the ship, have the child and carry on with my duties the next day."
"Extraordinary." comments the Captain.
"Not at all." I say, "The amazon has a remarkable ability to deliver a daughter in a very fast time and a swift recovery period."
My pumpkin Wesley arrive at the videomonitor.
"Who shall we call first?" he asks.
"Queen Diana, of course." I reply, "My daughter will be part of a Royal Family. Her importance is essential."
I hear Wes sigh, but decide to say nothing. The monitor flickers on and my mother's image appears.
"Greetings, beloved daughter. Hello Wesley." she says, "What news do you have for me?"
"Only the best possible." I answer, beaming, "I am with child, and shall be delivering a Royal Princess in March."
"This is wonderful." she declares, "I shall declare today a National Holiday here on Wondawowman. You have done very well, my daughter. Errr.....and so have you, Wesley."
The screen goes off, and we call the Enterprise, and Wes' mother, Beverly appears. Captain Picard is standing nearby.
"Hi Wes and Karena." Beverly says, "You two look like you're bursting with news."
"Yeah, mom." Wes bursts out, "You're not gonna believe this, but..."
"I am with child." I tell her, "I shall be expecting a daughter sometime in March."
Beverly lets out an ear-piercing scream as if she is being tortured, but instead looks gloriously happy, hugging and kissing Captain Picard. I hear him say quietly "At last he's managed to do something right."
The video goes off.
"Well, that's it." I tell Wes, "For the next two months we had better await the arrival of my daughter."