Mpreg Special 6 - Not much longer

I'm at a point in my pregnancy now where, according to Eve, it will probably only be two to four weeks before they cut the babies out of me. I would be fine if they did it today too. I'm really sick of this oversized fat belly blocking any view of my feet and anything on the floor in front of me.

In addition, the movements, the punches and kicks can already hurt quite a lot. I can only lie on my side and need Zhan's help every morning to even get up. He even has to help me wash and dress. Without him I can't even manage to put on socks or shoes.

And unlike all the months before, I suddenly suffer from morning sickness every morning. And no matter what I eat or drink, everything ends with nasty heartburn. My nipples hurt and I even suffer from nightmares. As much as I love my babies and love carrying them under my heart, though, by now I just want it to be over.

This part of pregnancy is just no longer fun and stressful. So stressful that I don't even feel like having sex anymore and could just sleep all day. Maybe it would be different with just one baby in my belly. Maybe it would be less stressful. And maybe I wouldn't feel like I looked like a whale.

Fortunately, I have a husband in Zhan who is very loving and understanding. With his kind words and all the support he always gives me with a smile, I always feel better quickly. He always makes me laugh and clearly shows me how much he loves me and how much I can rely on him for just about anything.

I am truly more than happy and grateful every day that I have such a wonderful and awesome husband. Even when I unintentionally take out my bad mood on him, which I always feel sorry for immediately, he stays calm. He waits until I have vented and then comes to me. He also always sees my bad conscience. I don't even have to say anything. He just sits down with me, takes me in his arms and kisses me. And then I would like to cry all the time. Which I do sometimes.

My hormones are totally stressing me out. I slip from one mood to the next. And then there are the aches and pains I feel when the little ones party in my belly. They kick, box and dance and some of it just hurts. In such a moment Zhan lies down with me, strokes my belly and sings softly until the twins are calmer again. Afterwards Zhan gives me massages, especially for my lower back. He does all this without complaining once. Isn't he a great man? My super husband whom I love more than anything.

Now that it won't be long until the day of the birth and my emotions often go crazy, I suddenly have to think about my mother often too. After she died 16 years ago, I didn't think about her often. But now just before the birth of my babies, I think of her very often.

I keep wondering what she would say if she knew that I got pregnant? How would she react? Would it leave her cold? Or would she still have discovered some feelings for me somewhere deep inside her and would she have helped me during this time?

And then, of course, I always wonder how she could not love me, even though she carried me under her heart for so long? I already love my babies dearly and can't wait to finally hold them in my arms, kiss their faces and tell them how much I love them while looking into their eyes.

Of course I know that it can happen that a mother is unable to love her own child. But why did it have to be my mother? She was supposedly an elf! And according to Eve, every elf mother loves her children. They would do everything for their children, even if they had to kill for them. But my mother was not even able to hold my hand or take me in her arms!

Even for my big brother, somewhere deep inside she had motherly feelings and loved him in her own special way. She even loved our little brother so much that she never went anywhere without him and as he said, told him every day how much she loved him. So why couldn't she kind of love me too? At least a little bit?

However, I must say, fortunately I have other women in my life who have taken on the role of mother for me. My stepmother, for example. She never had the luck to have children of her own and now projects all her love onto me and my big brother. Or Eve, who has been by my side for the past months, lovingly supporting me. Or my mother-in-law who is currently with us and often lays down next to me so I can snuggle up to her while she strokes my forehead and tells me stories of her pregnancies, Zhan's birth and Zhan's first years of life.

These women are there for me and love me as a mother should. Yet, they are not a substitute for my mother. As much as I wish they could, unfortunately they cannot take the place my mother should have.

Now let's move on to something else that was completely unexpected for me. When my dad and stepmom were here two weeks ago to spend time with us, my dad told me something on their last night here that I didn't expect. I have an uncle! My dad has a younger brother who lives in Beijing.

But the two of them haven't spoken in many years. And by many years, I mean since my parents' wedding! Although my uncle knew that my parents' marriage had been arranged by their parents, he was against it. He just couldn't stand my mother. And even though he knew that my dad didn't choose her and he didn't meet her somewhere and fall in love with her, he blamed my dad for marrying the wrong woman.

The quarrel between the two is said to have been so violent that they never spoke a word to each other again afterwards. And my dad doesn't want that either. He said if he had wanted to, he would have tried to establish contact with him after he divorced my mom. Or when he got married for the second time. Or when he got sick with cancer. Or when he moved back to Beijing.

Whatever happened in that argument back then must have been so bad that my father really never wants to have anything to do with his little brother again. I then asked him why he was telling me about his brother now after all these years if he doesn't want to have any contact with him anyway. But my dad just said that I should know that this uncle exists and that I could try to track him down and contact him after my father's passing.

Why would I want to do that? I don't know him and he doesn't even know that I exist! Or was this a hidden hint that maybe my father does want contact and just doesn't know how to go about it? Zhan thinks it might be. He thinks that maybe my dad does want contact with his little brother again and is just afraid to admit it.

We will try to find my uncle. But only after the twins are born. Who knows, maybe we'll find him and maybe he'll want contact with dad and the two of them will manage to get along again? That would be nice wouldn't it? Then they could spend their remaining years of life together.

Oh yes, something about my brothers. My big brother wants to have an immortal relationship with Cheng like Zhan and I have. I think it has become so important to my big brother now because he is getting older and is slowly becoming aware of his own mortality. Because the whole thing started after one of his acting colleagues died suddenly. He was the same age as my brother. And that really shook my brother very much. And since then he has become more than aware of his own mortality. He's scared and I can well understand why. So is Eve.

So Eve has been doing some research in her realm over the past few months. Every time she was there to recharge her magical energy. So far, however, she hasn't found out much. So there is no legend that everyone talks about and is known everywhere.

But there seems to be a rumor about a shapeshifter who is only half elf and grew up in the human world. This shapeshifter is said to be unaware of his powers and shares a love with a non-human being! This could possibly be my brother. But it is a very big possibly and so far only a rumor.

After the birth of the twins, Eve, together with my brother and Cheng, wants to investigate this rumor. However, she already warned him that even if he is this shapeshifter, it does not mean that he and Cheng can make an immortal love. Because elves are not immortal! But she said maybe there would be something in the legends of werewolves.

And she also examined my little brother. She found out that he has very little elf blood in him. Just enough to make him look better than many other men his age. But not enough to awaken any kind of magic in him. My little brother doesn't care. He doesn't want to have magical powers. It's enough for him to know who he is and that his fiancée loves him for who he is.

Yesterday Zhan and I also talked again about the names we could give the twins. Still we are not in agreement. We are leaning between these names:

Yizhan and Zhanyi

Sizhui and Ling

Wangji and Ying

A/N: Now it's your turn. What names would you give them? Please vote. Or do you have other ideas? Then you can write them here. Yizhan is already the name of the cat of the two, but that's not so bad. I don't want to take Yuan because Zhan's sister already has a son with this name.

On the one hand, I can hardly wait now until the babies are finally born. But on the other hand I will surely miss having them both inside me. And I am very excited about the day of their birth. It is already certain that it will be a C-section. After all, I have no way to push the babies out of my body like women do.

Eve will numb my belly and perform the C-section. She and Zhan will then take the twins out of me. And because I'm a vampire, they will immediately give me 100 milliliters of Zhan's blood afterwards so the wound will heal right up. With Zhan's werewolf blood, all my wounds heal immediately without any problems.

So I would be fit again immediately after the birth of the little ones. Eve even thinks that my body will return to the shape I had before the pregnancy within 24 hours. That would be sensational, of course! Because that's how I liked my body best. And Zhan would certainly be very happy about it, too.