*tries to figure out how to tell Aldarion that their daughter is a rehousing*

*decides on a direct approach (out of earshot of the kids)*

Aldarion, darling? It turns out that our little Bellasiel is actually your daughter, Ancalime, rehoused. Funny old world, isn't it?

*promptly bursts into tears*

*wonders how to break it to Aldarion that both of his (nominal) parents-in-law have arrived*

*and that they are very particular*

*about everything*

*on Arda*

*feels so tired yet oddly triumphant after yesterday's bathing incident*

*goes out into the garden with the babies*

*rings for a servant to bring tea outside and to invite Haleth out for a chat and a cuppa*

*hopes that that Erendis bitch hasn't been around recently* X-(

*takes a tiny break from feeding, rocking, changing and generally doting on the babies*

*goes outside and sits in the shade of a tree*

*closes her eyes*

Just for a minute...

*looks out the window* :)

*sees what a nice day it is* :D

*wonder when this damned labour is actually going to end* :S

*emerges from her boudoir*

*sets out for town with a shopping list as long as her arm*

*has to stop for a breather in the park*

*sits down on a park bench and watches the world go by*

*gets cravings for mexican Telerin food*

*settles down to plan house redecorations*

*will so get her way about the study*

<3

*locks herself in her boudoir to plan*

*expects to emerge in five days*

*is never leaving the house ever again*

...

*can't. even. smoke*

*strolls back home, quite cheerful*

*glances at Turin and Caranthire's house as she passes*

*goes out into her garden and sunbathes by the pool*

*vaguely wonders when he'll be back*