Victoire Lupin {does not have time for this} (yestoire) wrote in resurge,
Victoire loved being pregnant. She loved almost everything about it. Even with the nausea and the fatigue and the stretchy trousers and the cravings, she loved it. She loved growing a human, the way she felt when she thought about being a mother. She loved looking at her stomach and knowing what lay beneath the skin, loved the way Teddy held her, the way he looked at her. Looking back on the last nine and a half months, Victoire could say with complete honesty that she loved being pregnant.
She did not love giving birth. Giving birth was horrible. She lasted about thirty minutes of near continuous contractions before asking for pain potions, but even with those, it was the most pain she'd ever been in. She'd never blamed Teddy for the pain, but that didn't mean she didn't still scream at him.
Afterward, though, there was only love. Extreme exhaustion too, but mostly just love. Love for the dark-haired baby girl in her arms, love for the man at her side, love for everyone. Victoire was extremely grateful for the practice of giving birth at home in the wizarding world--she'd heard that it wasn't usually so with the muggles--because it meant that she got to lay in her own bed with her daughter in her arms, and Teddy beside her. She desperately needed a shower, but that would come later. After a lot of sleep.
"I love you," she said quietly, her words meant for Teddy, though her eyes were on the bundle in her arms.