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[bennet_beauty]

It was, according to her calendar, the day that her pregnancy would have been done, had she listened to the variety of books she had amassed. Forty weeks had passed (and some days in addition) and there she stood, Lydia kicking at the ready, but hardly in her arms as a newborn; she was yet still inside. Jane was beginning to become quite worried

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[mrs_octopus]

Overall, Rosie had been finding she was spending more and more time outdoors as she grew more familiar with it. It was odd, she found there were days she entirely forgot to put on shoes, and would simply walk about the path barefoot as if she'd resided on the island her entire life. As it were, there was a certain tree which she was fond of reading beneath, one just not far from the compund, and she was there when she heard oncoming footsteps and looked up.

"Goodness," she breathed, momentarily surprised to see just how large jane had gotten. And still walking around as well! "Jane dear, are you sure you should be up and around? You must be awfully close!"

[bennet_beauty]

"I believe I am what the doctors might say 'overdue'," Jane conceded, her eyes wide, for she did not know how else to explain it. Some part of her still believed that she was at fault for such a thing. "I had hoped to see a Doctor while Stuart was out working."

[mrs_octopus]

"Oh sweetheart, you must be so uncomfortable with all that extra weight in this heat." Rosie said sympathetically, rising to her feet and brushing herself off as she tucked her book under her arm. "Do you mind if I walk with you? I haven't seen you in such a while, and forgive me, but seeing a woman as far along as you walking around alone makes me nervous. I suppose a habit from living in New York for so long."

That, and she had at least hald a dozen dozen reasons to be concerned running through her mind. Heat stroke, tripping, over exhertion, not to mention actually going into labour with no one around.

[bennet_beauty]

"I do feel mildly uncomfortable, yes," was all Jane would go so far to admit. She did hate to complain, yet, and she did keep her mouth shut about the other reasons. "And I would greatly adore company upon my walk," she insisted.

"What is New York?"

[mrs_octopus]

"New York is a very very large city, the most famous city in America. I suppose in it's own way, it's our version of London. Some of it is very high class, and then of course there are the slums and the crime areas." She explained, patting the young woman's shoulder fondly as she smiled and curiously, though unobtrusively, examined the poor dear's swollen middle. "It's rather like a beehive. Have you ever seen inside a bees nest? With all the different rooms and passages? New York is very much like that, and just as busy."

[bennet_beauty]

"We do have York, of course," Jane insisted, trying to sound quite cheerful and knowledgeable of such things, though she did not know about them, not truly. Her look of worry eclipsed all other emotions on her face. "And no, I have not been within a bee's nest."

[mrs_octopus]

"New York was named for York," she commented lightly, wrapping her free arm around the woman's shoulders and rubbing her arm soothingly. "A very large place. How have you been sweetheart? Are you and your husband ready for that little baby when she comes? Your mother is so excited, she must talk about it everyday."

[bennet_beauty]

"I do know Mama is quite excited, but I myself am more scared," Jane admitted, her voice demure and calm. "I have no manner of knowing when she shall come and each day I feel younger and younger, as though I will have no proper mind to care for my baby."

[mrs_octopus]

"Oh Jane, you'll be a wonderful mother. You're so calm and patient, considerate, and just firm enough to be able to discipline without hurting you're child's feelings." Rosie soothed warmly. "You're a natural mother, and you have your family and friend who will be here to help you in any way you need. Your mother, your husband, your sister, and even me, we'll all help you in any way we can. You'll be wonderful."

[bennet_beauty]

"I do hope," Jane spoke and each part of her heart was tantamountly involved in such a forebearance of her worries. She did need to be a good mother, for it was what she had been trained to do.

[mrs_octopus]

"You will," Rosie reassured as firmly as she could, briefly wondering if she should be concerned but then telling hersel that Jane mst likely was simply suffering impedding motherhood jitters. She'd seen similar things in friends from home, and all of them had done fine. "You won't have to be perfect dear, every new family has their trials to bare with but they do fine with the right support."

[bennet_beauty]

"Then I am most grateful for your support," Jane announced, with the clarity of goodness and simple knowing. "For I do think I would be awash at sea without it."