Lion Head Mesa everybody loves you, baby [m]

she knew it was true, but she loved to hear it, to see it, to feel it; he did each of those things, and as he held her, worried for her, Toula was glad to bring him peace in the simplest of answers. she swallowed more laughter, to see him fall into action so swiftly as he came to know what she did. thank the Gods that he did, as now her mind was occupied by her bodies newest and most unfamiliar of demands! we are ready, she soothed him as he roared through the hallways, calling the doctors as a general would call his warriors to arms.
he was ready, he had said, and she could hear it in the way he made his summons, his proclamations. already he loved them, already he would have all know of his pride—Toula was tall with her joy, with her love, and any time she staggered as another contraction clawed at her there he was to keep her upright. we are ready, we are ready, she comforted. himself, herself.
thank the Gods, her chambers! it was only due to Rashepses that she did not stumble, and it was then a particularly strong contraction tore through her. she could not swallow it, could not bite it back—
she screamed! Toula could not hear herself, but she was present, she was there. still unafraid, and the waters came. our little Gods are strong! came her voice, and now her eyes searched for Tavina in earnest. 
her breathing became much more labored. Tawaret, Iset, she breathed, be with me!