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Though initially Cecilia had not been enamoured with the idea of moving closer to the compound, for she so loved to hear the ocean from the hut they had shared near Green Arrow Estates, she found that her appreciate for Robbie's suggestion grew as each day passed. She tired much more easily now. Had they still resided in their old hut, Cecilia would not have had the energy to walk to the compound. Mercifully, the hut Robbie had built was much more conveniently located. It was not nearly as taxing to walk to the compound as it would have been otherwise.
While it was truly a joy to be pregnant, lately Cecilia found she could not wait for the birth of their sons. Carrying their weight on her small frame was beginning to take its toll on Cecilia. Her back constantly ached and her feet became swollen more often than not. For as uncomfortable as she tended to be, Cecilia could not tolerate idleness. She needed to have a purpose other than simply waiting for the boys' birth. With no talent for womanly things like sewing or art, Cecilia kept to things with which she felt comfortable -- reading, researching, and planning.
After eating a leisurely brunch in the kitchen, she went to the rec room, intending to do a bit of light reading. The moment she stepped through the threshold, the jukebox whirred to life. A pleasant, rhythmic piano piece began, and Cecilia laughed when the baritone began to sing. Standing before the bookshelf, she tapped her foot in time with the music as her eyes scanned the spines.
Soon Cecilia had a rather impressive stack of books in her hand. By the time she settled down onto the couch and began to arrange the books in stacks, the song on the jukebox changed. "Oh," Cecilia murmured, shaking her head almost fondly. "So this is how it's going to be, is it?"
[OOC: Cecilia is just about 35 weeks pregnant with twins. Her belly looks pretty much like this. Ginormous. Last EP before the kids are born!]
While it was truly a joy to be pregnant, lately Cecilia found she could not wait for the birth of their sons. Carrying their weight on her small frame was beginning to take its toll on Cecilia. Her back constantly ached and her feet became swollen more often than not. For as uncomfortable as she tended to be, Cecilia could not tolerate idleness. She needed to have a purpose other than simply waiting for the boys' birth. With no talent for womanly things like sewing or art, Cecilia kept to things with which she felt comfortable -- reading, researching, and planning.
After eating a leisurely brunch in the kitchen, she went to the rec room, intending to do a bit of light reading. The moment she stepped through the threshold, the jukebox whirred to life. A pleasant, rhythmic piano piece began, and Cecilia laughed when the baritone began to sing. Standing before the bookshelf, she tapped her foot in time with the music as her eyes scanned the spines.
Soon Cecilia had a rather impressive stack of books in her hand. By the time she settled down onto the couch and began to arrange the books in stacks, the song on the jukebox changed. "Oh," Cecilia murmured, shaking her head almost fondly. "So this is how it's going to be, is it?"
[OOC: Cecilia is just about 35 weeks pregnant with twins. Her belly looks pretty much like this. Ginormous. Last EP before the kids are born!]