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It is strange, just how large my belly had become; in the final stage of my pregnancy. I had never been prepared for this. I see my belly expanding over time, as the pregnancy is progressing.
The general hospital in Ponyville is for ponies, it is what they are specialized in. No point, going there. Not even for something seemingly simple as a birth.
No point in braving the Everfree forest; just to see the zebra, named Zecora. Maybe Pinkie Pie could have asked her to come, but we are doing this at home.
A new room had been prepared for me on the floor above our regular rooms. It is decorated for me, so that I can give birth and deliver my child in comfort. Knowing the bed will hold me to the very end.
The added weight my body, is picking up at the end of my pregnancy, is not so much of an issue; considering the weight a bed for a pony has to support. The issue is; to support me as my body is changing more drastically, at the end of the pregnancy. A bed for a pony could easily hold the weight of two or three of me, even as I am giving birth.
I do not fear the delivery, but look forwards to it. Here in equestria, very few girls has the luxury to give a birth; let alone, doing so in comfort with another behind her back. I have the support of Pinkie Pie, and my sisters. How could I not be looking forwards to this?
As a matter of fact, she had told me of her plans to prepare and decorate the room for me, well in advance; maybe this is just Pinkie Pie and her overactive eagerness? Of course, the room had been built well before I do actually need it; she had taken the time to explore what I will need and acquire everything well in advance.
From a purely human standpoint, a birth could have been successful after as little as six months; even if the risks increase the earlier the delivery is taking place.
With Pinkie Pie in charge; the room is painted in pink. Everything had been prepared after little over a month; only the actual delivery and final assembly remains.
She managed to plant an apple tree in the room. Now I have roses and lavender as well. It is a veritable greenhouse, around me. At least, the roses does come with quite a lovely scent and the lavender makes me feel even more relaxed. Of course, I will have apples to snack on.
Since this is Pinkie Pie we are talking about, there is a large herd of pink balloons crowding the ceiling. The glow from the herd of balloons is quite mystic and majestic, if I could say so myself.
I have a sleek, pink sheet of locally produced latex rubber under me. The quilt and pillowcase is matching in pink. Yet, the most amazing; is the opaque black balloons around the bed at night, giving me a feeling of night as I need to sleep.
One month, two months, three months are passing by. While I sleep in the new bed upstairs; I can still perform modest work at the cafe. Four months, five months and six months; I am not doing very much down stairs, yet the ponies are still enjoying the time I do spend with them. Seven months, eight months, nine months and I am feeling the weight of the decision. I can no longer deny what is coming, just as I can not turn back of what I chose. Ten months, eleven months and twelve months; the time is closing in and I don't do all much now. My sisters are serving me breakfast on my bed.
“One more week!” Pinkie Pie had declared.
All the preparations had been made and I wait for the day and the moment.
Early on the morning, Pinkie Pie is bringing Fluttershy into my room. My sisters file in and line the wall to the right and left of the door. I feel and appreciate the support of them all.
Pinkie Pie had managed to adjust the light in the room, just for this very special occasion. It is not, as if a girl is giving birth each and every day in Equestria. Apparently, this is a rather momentous event; not just for me and Pinkie Pie, but for girls in Equestria at large. Even if very few knows of this; outside of the immediate family, at the very least.
“How does one even adjust the light, when the source of the light is a sea of balloons in the ceiling?” I ponder, in obvious puzzlement.
“Better, not to question Pinkie Pie; it will only impart me a severe migraine, even if Pinkie Pie herself does not rake any punitive action towards me!” I think.
This is a moment for me, in person; maybe this is why such effort had been put into adjusting this bed for me.
While I had been comfortable, lying down in the bed before, now I will be comfortable, giving birth. Whenever the little infant inside me, chooses to emerge from inside my womb.
While I still do lie down, I feel the bed tilt more and more; as I spread my legs, in order to make it easy for the girl to enter this world.
“Why did she choose this strangely comfortable latex rubber mattress for my bed? I do not complain, but I guess I am still curious!” I ponder.
If I did not know better, but this does feel as if it had been a water bed. Of course, I have no idea as to what a water bed really is, or how it feels to lie on one.
“Oh, oh! Ouch!” I exclaim, still quiet.
That was the first contraction. I guess that could have been worse, and more painful.
I am still relaxing, quiet relaxed; where I lie titled at a forty five degree angle. Why had Pinkie pie gone through all this effort; just for a mere girl, like me? I am but a pet to the ponies of Ponyville. Then again, I made a habit of not questioning Pinkie Pie. Even if I guess I could question ponies in general, ponies other than Pinkie Pie.
“Oh, oh!” I exclaim, as the next contraction hits home.
A few more contractions come and go; I am starting to push, harder and harder as I try to act on the contractions, in order to give birth.
I make an attempt, to pick on a breathing exercise, as the contractions come with shorter and shorter interval in between.
Time passes, and I feel progress in pushing the girl out. Inch by inch I dilate and the girl starts making progress in entering our world. I rejoice in my coming success, even if I can not know if she will actually make it through. Maybe it is, just in the process of giving birth; causing the elation within me. I feel more relaxed and elated; the more I dilate, as the process is progressing.
“There, I can see the top of the head!” Fluttershy exclaims.
“Good! That is good, I think!” Ruby responds.
“I do not know, ponies come with the fore-hooves first; but I am not experienced with humans!” Fluttershy concedes.
“When you put it, like that; doesn't bunnies come with the fore-paws first?” Ruby inquire; curious, but still unsure.
“Mmmh!” Fluttershy responds, not engrossed in the process of assisting me in the process of giving birth to my first daughter.
“Whoa! I am not just a little girl, I am a woman! Yay!” I ponder, quietly.
“Congratulations!” Pinkie Pie exclaims; just hushed enough, not to be intrusive.
“Contraction follows upon contraction, as the infant slowly continues into the world; pushed forth, with each contraction I experience. First the head, then the body and legs.
“Such a beautiful pink!” Fluttershy exclaims; in an ecstatic, yet characteristically hushed voice.
Before the eyes of the audience, the little girl is growing her hair in a braid along the length of her spine. The hair is a glistering black, including both the braid and the bangs.
“She is strangely normal for a human girl; under the current circumstances, I think!” Fluttershy points out.
“Yes, you are right; Fluttersy, she does look quite normal and healthy!” Pinkie Pie responds.
“She almost has your eyes, Pinkie; such clear, Emerald blue!” Fluttershy observes, as the girl is casting a glance her way.
I feel my nibbles swell and tingle, as the girl is finally brought back to me. Of course, Fluttershy had to confirm that everything is looking just right and dry her of with a clean, white towel, first. Maybe I should not blame her.
“She is such a little doll, she is absolutely perfect!” I ponder.
While she still is an infant; but aside from the hair and the glossy nails, looking as if she had a manicure, she does look exactly as she should.
“Rarity will love to make her a new suit!” I whisper.
Of course; this is exactly when Rarity and Twilight Sparkle enters the room. I can see Twilights horn light up, as she is teleporting the suit onto my daughter. Just a body, gloves and stockings. Enough; for her not to be nude.
“Thank you; Rarity and Twilight Sparle!” I exclaim.
“You are quite welcome, my dear!” Rarity exclaims, in response, while Twilight nods.
Pinkie Pie files out of the room, with Rarity and Twilight Sparkle behind her; while Fluttershy remains in the room.
My sisters are fling out, after them, quite content with the distraction. While I can't see where they are going, after the door is closed behind them; they walk down the flight of stairs, to the cafe.
Finally, I have some room; to care for my daughter, in piece and quiet.
“Oh, and thank you; Fluttershy, I am glad you stay with me for a moment longer!” I point out.
“You are welcome, I am only too happy, I could help!” she responds.
“Of course; trust Twilight to enchant the suit for a perfect fit! Otherwise, this suit is identical to my own!” I ponder, as I close my eyes.