Gloria ended up being born yesterday. February 12th, ‘round about noon, maybe a little bit beforehand. Eunie’d started having contractions the evening before. I’d been working on Iadric’s breastplate all day, ended up getting home about half past eight or something like that, and by then I figure she’d already had one or two. She was…well, calm’d be an understatement. Definitely a lot more composed than I was when she told me…she’d already had the presence of mind to get herself a little bag packed for us to take with us down to the Quel'Talan. I’d gotten the chopper ready a couple of days beforehand, put a couple cushions in the sidecar so that the ride wouldn’t be quite so bumpy if we ended up having to make a dash down to the harbour. Good thing I’d gotten it done in advance. Not sure I would’ve been capable otherwise. Should’ve seen the way my hands were shaking when I was trying to get the keys in the ignition…ride down ended up being at a slightly less uniform pace than I normally would’ve liked, between panicking and speeding up and then remembering that I needed to go slow to keep it from being bumpy. Wasn’t really much cause to be worried, at least at that stage. Like Cainam said, might’ve been if the contractions’d been coming ten or twenty minutes apart, something like that. As it was, we managed to get down to the ship and get ourselves all settled into the rear cabin a good while before things properly got underway. Had a sandwich, courtesy of Matthes. Two of us even managed to get a little sleep, which was probably a good idea. Ended up being a pretty long night…no issues or anything, thankfully. Had been a little worried, considering Lassair’s still out of action down in Nethergarde, but Cainam ended up handling it just fine.
Turned out pretty well. Gloria’s healthy, a decent sort of weight. Appetite’s around about where it should be. Eunie didn’t seem to have any issues with feeding her, so I guess that’s one less hurdle to worry about. She’s maybe a little quieter than I might’ve expected, but hopefully that’s not a sign of any underlying problem or anything like that. Either way, I think the three of us’ll be staying on the Quel'Talan until Cainam or somebody else gets a chance to look at her and Eunie, just make sure that everything’s as it should be, aren’t gonna be any surprises once we end up taking her home. She’s got a lot of hair. More than I think either of us would’ve expected. Blonde, closer to Eunie’s than mine, but I guess there’s a chance that it might darken or something as she gets older. We started putting a few plans together for things we’d like to do, when we are able to get her home. Figured it might be nice for the three of us to head out and wander around the outskirts together, once Eunie’s got her shapeshifting figured out again. Figure that won’t be too difficult a process, considering how quickly she seemed to pick it up when she was first learning. I might need to start doing some more cooking on account of Eunie being meant to eat an extra meal, considering she’s feeding Gloria. Morning might be a good time for that, before I head off to work, wherever that ends up being. I can cook stronger meats now, now that Eunie doesn’t have to worry about her stomach acting up. Picked up a box of holiday chocolates while I was out last night, so we’ve already made a start taking advantage of that. Other thing we talked about was having her baptised. Think Eunie was keen on doing it twice, once in the cathedral or something like that and then another time out in the woods or something along those lines. I kinda liked the sound of the idea. Maybe not the most traditional way of going about it, but I don’t think sticking to tradition’s necessarily our strongest point to start with.
Wouldn’t have minded just sitting there all evening, but there was a little work to be done. Gather from what Beras said when I got there that there’d been another incident down south, something about dealing with a plague of some kind near Surwich to placate some orcs or…something. I don’t know all the details. I’d taken my signet off during the night, only heard about what was happening on account of Eunie telling me that they were asking for somebody who knew how to do transfusions. Eunie said she’d be alright on her own for a little while, so I headed down. Didn’t really need to, in the end. Others’d taken care of most of the wounded by the time I got there, then Belindlice ended up doing the transfusion after I’d gotten things set up for her. Still, got a good chance to talk to her. She said she’d seen a guy in red armour or something who’d waved and then disappeared when she looked back. Wondered what I thought about it. Could be something to be wary of, but if she only ever ends up seeing him that once, figure it’s just as likely to be the fatigue and the heat and dust and that playing tricks on her than anything serious. Speaking of serious things, heard this story about how her husband’d tried to prank her one time by propping a bucket of water on a door. She ended up getting back at him by doing the same with one of mud. He apparently kept the bucket as a trophy for a good while afterwards. Never really pictured Belindlice as a prankster…then again, guess that would’ve been before she went through a lot of what she did. Told her the story about that one hunting trip I took Catherine on, just before I headed back to Stormwind to pick up those chocolates and head back to the Quel'Talan for the night. Not a bad trip, really.
That was it, really. My first day of being a father. It’s…well, hard to describe the feeling. Just holding Gloria or sitting there while Eunie is…aren’t many things like it. Not sure I’ve really gotten my head around it just yet…then again, figure I’ve got plenty of time. Not planning on not being around any more for a long, long while yet. What that means as far as the way I live my life…not really sure just yet. Guess we’ll just have to wait and see how things go. Figure that’ll be the case with a lot of things, from here on out. Just a matter of taking a lot of things as they come, crossing bridges as we come to them. Don’t expect that I’ll ever really know everything there is to know about being a dad, but I guess that’s life. You never stop learning. Long as I keep just picking things up where I can, doing my best, I think I should be alright.