|Thalia | Θαλεια (makethemlaugh) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2014-04-01 00:20:00
|Entry tags:||clio, hygeia, prometheus, terpsichore, thalia|
Who: Thalia & Terpsichore (Open to Prometheus, the Muses, & Artemis)
What: The Muselings have arrived!
When: Tuesday morning
Warnings; Birth and all that entails. Thal will probably swear a lot.
Terpsichore bundled Thal, herself, and all the bags into the cab when it arrived, and gave the driver the address to the hospital. Thalia just concentrated on breathing evenly, as well as not having the babies in the backseat of a cab.
Terps paid them once they'd arrived, helping her sister up the steps and into the hospital, flagging down the first nurse she saw. "My sister is in labor," she told them, pretty unnecessarily, since Thalia was huge and doing Lamaze breaths right behind her. The nurse hollered for a wheelchair, getting Thalia into it for her trip up to labor and delivery. Before they took her away, she grabbed Terpsichore's hand. "Bring everyone up when they get here, OK?" she said, settling into the chair. "You know they'll all turn up at once, knowing my luck."
"You're very calm," Terpsichore told her. "Most women are at the 'get them out' stage by now."
Thalia laughed. "I see your labor and raise you, at the risk of sounding like a broken record, septuplets," she answered, switching briefly to Greek.
"Miss, we need to get her upstairs," the nurse informed Terpsichore. "You can bring the father up when he arrives, but we need to get moving."
Terpsichore nodded, kissed her sister's cheek and watched them wheel her away, then took up a position by the door, looking for all the world like a sentry keeping watch.