Two Months Later....
A kick against her ribs woke Danika up that morning feeling very grumpy and so tired. That is almost like her default setting in the last few months.
Another kick against her ribs made her wince as she dragged herself up from the bed.
"Any day you don't kick me awake, I'll be very worried. You, my baby, are a strong kicker" She groaned, a small spreading across her sleep-swollen face.
The door opened almost immediately, "How are you doing this morning?" Baski's voice followed as she walked into her bedroom in that usual hasty steps of hers.
"Grumpy. I feel like I've aged fifty years." She grumbled, staring warily at the steams coming off the teacup the older woman carried in her hands.
A smile ghosted Baski's face as she set the tea down on the table and turned to stare at the very-pregnant looking Danika. "It's the normal feeling honey. You still have a few little time to go and the young one will be in your arms."