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FabulousDivaRarity


I'm a Proud ABDL mommy. Writer of padded pony fics, a lot of fics about Shining Armor and his mom, several about Rainbow Dash and her family, and far more mom stories than you can imagine.

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The road to a good life is paved with hardship, and Shining Armor went through a lot of it- even some he didn't know about.

Until his mother told him about it today.

Rated T for mention of death only.

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Nice! I can relate to that, i was also born too Early. Two months to be exact.

An incredibly touching and heartfelt piece. Though part of me can't help but imagine the parents arrivig in the Empire and an extremely worn-out Shining saying "Well, Mom. The good news is she wasn't early. The bad news is she almost killed the rest of us."

Even so, wonderful stuff. Thank you for it.

This brought me to tears. When my sister had my nephew he had some health troubles. Nothing severe, but it made us worry so much.

Very comforting. But I don't get why you put the death tag.

I can attest to problems with premature births in my family. I was delivered without any problems, and so was my second little brother. My first one though, he had trouble breathing and was blue in the face when he came out. He had a heart condition that couldn't be cured, only treated. He pulled through pretty well though.

It's always a scary thing when a premature delivery results in complications, to either the mother or the child.

Orange-blue flames danced under the white kettle, and she stared at them unthinkingly, her mind awash with memories she wished she could forget. They were mesmerizing, and for a while she simply stared at them, tangled up in thoughts that she’d spent twenty seven years trying to forget. Flashes of memory came behind her eyes, seeming to flicker as the flames under the kettle did. It was only the telltale whistling of the kettle that snapped her out of it. She shook her head to try and clear it, before taking the kettle in her magic and pouring some of the water into a teacup. She got a bag of chamomile tea from the cupboard and set it in the water to steep, pacing around the kitchen so quickly she seemed to be attempting to outrun her thoughts.

An idea was percolating though my head as I read this story, and thinking of my headcanon of Shiny the idea of him on life support seemed a bit ironic... but I could make to work. The quote above is just to show how far I got before it fully crystalized.
Anyway:
"Shining wasn't born premature, he graduated from womb early and God sent him to spend the time saved in an intensive survival-training program to increase his toughness for the missions before him."... yeah, about as true as "Chuck Norris facts", but I like it. I was probably inspired by "Toph isn't blind, she just can't see anything less awesome than she is." or however that goes in the Avatar: The Last Airbender fandom.

Yes, this has very little to do with this story.

He nodded. “Are there any members of our family who aren’t unicorns? I want to try and help Cadence figure out what the baby will be.”

:rainbowlaugh: Boy, are Y'ALL in for a surprise...:rainbowlaugh:

“Um…” She had to fight to block where she knew her mind was going off. “Maybe wrap your hoof in a scarf. Cadence may squeeze it tightly and It will hurt if she does. If you think you’ll be squeamish about the birth, focus on her face. And prepare yourself for a whole lot of yelling.”

Heh... he might need... whatever the Equine equivalent of a gauntlet* is in her case... Cadance is a BIG girl (if slender), and has an Earth Ponies strength.
*Could web-search it... don't want to.

There aren’t any words in all of your sister’s dictionaries for how much I needed to be with you.

This is a very good line.

“Eventually though, I did get to touch you.” She smiled. “Up until that point, Everypony had worn gloves with you. But I reached out and touched you with my hoof.

I have tears in my eyes from some earlier stuff, but this particular part is good, but could be better. I think you may be falling too much into a human mindset. Gloves are a thing, so are bare hooves when possible. But perhaps even before gloves their should have been telekinesis.

But I still have them in a box in the attic. I couldn’t shake that feeling that maybe someday they’d come in handy again.

Sometimes emotional scars have physical scar-tissue...
But at least she has them in the attic (at least by now) rather than in her bedside table or something.

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