Who: Homonoia, Praxidike (open to Kyle) What: Homonoia has some big news When: Tuesday afternoon Where: Homonoia's and Kyle's apartment
A strong sense told Homonoia her mother was there, but it was the knock that confirmed she was right outside the door. She didn't need to look through the peephole to know it was her mother. A wide, excited smile greeted Praxidike when the door opened. "Mother," she said pleasantly. It had been a little over 4 years since they had been together. The time apart weighed on Homonoia with each passing day, even if she was perfectly capable of handling things on her own. It was her mother and sister than made her feel complete, that gave her a sense of purpose.
Praxidike pulled her daughter into a hug. It had been much too long since she last saw her beautiful Concord. She kissed Homonoia cheek when she let go. "It's good to see you again. And you look so well, as I expected you would."
Homonoia lead her mother into the apartment. Praxidike looked around curiously as they went, looking at the pictures that hung on the walls. Some were art, some were photographs of nature, and others showed Homonoia and Kyle. "I see you two are still together," she paused momentarily in the hall to look at one picture of her daughter and Kyle smiling happily.
"Yes," said Homonoia just before entering the living room. "That's one of the pieces of news I wanted to discuss."
Praxidike continued on and took her jacket off before hanging it on a coat rack. "I thought it might be, considering you paused when I asked about him."
Homonoia sat down, motioning for her mother to sit as well. Praxidike settled on the couch near her daughter and nodded. She had a feeling she knew what was about to be said, but then she had been wrong plenty of times so she kept an open mind.
Without saying anything Homonoia reached out to show her mother what she wanted to tell her.
It was hard for Praxidike to miss the rings on Homonoia's finger and she looked shocked. "Oh," she said, taking Homonoia's hand and staring at the rings. "You married Kyle," she said matter-of-factly.
As of yet, it wasn't exactly easy to gauge Praxidike's response. It never was because she was so good at keeping her cool in many situations. It was when Praxidike smiled and held Homonoia's hand in hers, "Congratulations. It may be a little late, but you have my blessing."
Homonoia didn't realize she had been holding her breath as she waited for a response. "Thank you," she said with a smile, feeling incredibly relieved. "That's not all..." she said.
"Go on," said Praxidike and let go of Homonoia's hand.
Homonoia hadn't been trying to cover up her now-obviously pregnant bell, but her clothes tended to make it difficult to really tell. "I'm pregnant," she said, watching her mother closely for a response.
Praxidike felt that composure she was so used to holding begin to slip immediately. She looked as shocked as she felt, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. When she finally gathered her thoughts she glanced at Homonoia's belly and reached out to feel it, "Oh my gods, you are pregnant. Homonoia," she looked back up and into her daughters eyes.
For a moment, neither knew what to say. Then Praxidike reached up and held Homonoia's face in her hands, much like she did when her daughter was still small. "You are going to be a fantastic mother."
"You really think so?" asked Homonoia in bewilderment. She still had no idea what this whole motherhood journey would entail.
Praxidike nodded, "Absolutely." She let go of Homonoia's face now she smiled, "I believe mortals are able to determine baby's genders before they're born," Homonoia nodded in confirmation. "Have you found out if it's a boy or a girl?"
Homonoia shook her head, "No. I actually find out tomorrow. Kyle is going with me to see, too. Um," she paused, considering, "Would you like to come too?"
Praxidike smiled, "I would love to. As long as Kyle is alright with me going. I don't want to intrude on such a special occasion." Although Praxidike really did want to intrude and find out if her first grandchild would be a grandson or a granddaughter.
"Have you thought of names?"
Homonoia shook her head, "Not really. There are names I like, but nothing has stuck. I think once I know for sure what the baby is, I'll be more inclined to decide on something." Homonoia already had her suspicions about what they were having, but she had kept it to herself.
"Whatever you come up with, I'm sure it will be lovely."
Homonoia nodded, "I think once I know for certain, it will be a little easier. It's a little confusing not knowing, because I don't want one name to stick and the baby ends up the opposite sex."
Praxidike smiled, understanding what Homonoia meant. She stood up, "Let me make you something to eat. It's important to keep that baby well fed."
"I'm really not all that hungry." Homonoia followed suit and stood up, following her mother into the kitchen.
"You will be by the time I'm finished," she mused and began looking for ingredients.
Homonoia leaned against the doorway to the kitchen, watching as her mother moved about the kitchen. Two of three were together again. They were almost complete, and Homonoia felt her mind easing.