Pregnancy update

19 05 2009

Holding_HandsYes, I know. It’s been a while and I have a lot to catch up on. Let’s start with the arrival of my best friend Courtney and her little follower, Paige. Damien and I had just returned to the Kentarou House after… a break. 😉 Which, by the way, I’m very pregnant now. It’s a bit disorientating sometimes, but I don’t mind. It’s all going to be worth it in the end. Anyways, we were in the family room relaxing when Artemis pointed out that someone was staring in the window. I flipped when I saw my best friend Courtney outside and immediately ran to greet her. I couldn’t believe she was a vampire like me now – although she was a few years older than me now, physically. It was awesome seeing her again after so long and she told me all about Rowan and his family. He’s married now with two little girls!  Well, after that we talked for a while and I ended up explaining the whole pregnancy thing to her. She’s almost as excited as I am. Paige is just adorable too. She’s really sweet, but like Cambria, she’s distracted easily. At least she keeps herself occupied fairly often.

I felt the first real kick today. A few days ago it was just a butterfly-touch; very light and almost unnoticeable. I was shocked when I felt it and I’ve been looking everywhere for Damien so he could feel it too. I want to surprise him. 🙂 The whole pregnancy experience has been weird and wonderful at the same time; although I don’t care much for the occasional cramp and the fierce cravings. I asked Damien if I could have an Iberian Lynx one time – those are endangered you know – and he compromised by bringing me a Canadian Lynx. It wasn’t as tasty, but I couldn’t damage the species any more than it had been.

So, I guess that’s pretty much caught you up now. There’s been a lot of drama going on with Serena and the others, but I’m not too sure what it’s about. Anyways, I’m feeling another craving coming on so I better go find Damien. I think I’m going to have to get him to hunt for me from now until the baby’s born – it’s getting hard to walk around, much less run.



Secrets and children

3 05 2009

Damien and I went to Tristan’s today. Everything started out pretty calmly, but like it always does, chaos ensued shortly after our arrival. Liam came home with his blood reeking of heroin and that shocked us all because he’s usally a pretty straight-and-narrow kind of kid – if you look past the piercings and the attitude. Katya is still doing crazy experiments on her plants. I wonder if Tristan will ever let her use the lab?

Well, anyways, Tristan was livid with Liam – who was too stoned to really care at the time – and somehow everthing got turned to Serena. For whatever reason, Tristan was mad at her and then Mia got upset and suddenly I’m finding myself outside with Damien trying to calm her down. She must’ve let Damien into her mind because Damien nearly went unconscious with the emotional stress she must’ve been feeling. It took a while and a lot of talking on Tristan’s part to finally calm her down and even longer for Damien to recover.

When Damien was well enough to walk, we ventured to find Tristan again after he had headed for the lab. We found him in the hallway and we – er, Damien – asked Tristan to make the elixir that would enable us to have a child. It doesn’t even bother me now to say that; it was weird at first because I had never pictured myself as a parent. Tristan had to explain a few things (the latter of which, I was very embarrassed about) and then we were told that Artemis and Omari would also be having a child.

I’ll have to congratulate them once I find them. I can’t even imagine what would happen if Artemis and I were pregnant at the same time. It’s a frightening thought.


New territory

1 05 2009

Just a short entry today.

It’s been about a year since Damien and I told my ‘parents’ about our eloping and moved out of the Night House. We now live in a cosy little home in Auckland, New Zealand where Damien grew up. It’s been – for the most part – uneventful. We visit the Night House and the Kentarou House pretty often. Katya and Liam have grown up a lot, although I’m not sure if that’s a good thing. Liam is getting almost as bad as Aroha with those piercings. Katya and I have struck up a friendship. She’s crazy, just like her Mum. Tee hee. I’ve also been on civil terms with Lexie, which is a HUGE improvement from the day she attacked me.

In other news… Damien came to me a few hours ago with his next brilliant idea (and I’m not saying that sarcastically). So, guess what? We’re going to have a kid. Yes, I’m going to have a kid. Surprised? Me too. You heard right. Your ears do not decieve you (or your eyes, I suppose). We’re going to head to Tristan and Mia’s house soon to talk with Tristan about doing his mad scientist schtick and making it possible for me to actually have a child. I’m a little more than nervous about it, because obviously I’m not the best canidate for parenting with my upbringing. But Damien seems to think otherwise, so I’m going to get over my fears and do this.

I never really thought I would like the idea of having a child of my own. Then again, I never thought I’d get married either. I can’t say I’m complaining. 😉

Well, I’ll leave the entry on this note. My hands are fidgeting too much to focus on this blog.

– A very nervous mother-to-be (soon)

Chaos likes to follow us…

25 04 2009

This wouldn’t be the first time I’ve tried blogging; but honestly, every time I start one I have no idea what to say. Oh well, here it goes.

I’ve been living at the Night House for thirteen years and to say the least it’s been hectic. There’s honestly never a dull moment. My ‘parents’ do their best to keep things relatively intact, but there’s still plenty of damage done daily to the house. A lot of things have changed since my first days at the Night House. A LOT of things. The biggest difference is the fact that I’m married now. Yep. Married. Totally wasn’t expecting it then, and I’m still a little shell-shocked about it now. Damien and I talked about it for months though before we actually did anything. It was Damien’s idea to elope, I just agreed wholeheartedly. We – of course – didn’t tell Ann and Vic. They would’ve never allowed it. And I’m not saying that to make them sound like horrible parents. They’ve just always seen me as this… child. I guess the 15-year old exterior didn’t help matters much. We kept our marriage secret for months, hiding our rings on necklace chains under our shirts. It wasn’t until Mia and Tristan’s wedding that it became harder to hide it.

Damien teleported myself, Ann and Vic to Michigan for the affair (Oh, that reminds me. Damien’s teleporting has gotten MUCH better than when he tried it 13 years ago. Things don’t go ‘KABOOM’ anymore- as Damien puts it.) and things had gone relatively well. Except, then Ann told Mia about… the news. She told Mia the day before her wedding that Sarah was dead… and I had killed her. I mean, seriously??? She couldn’t have waited till after they came back from their honeymoon? Well, it was obvious how Mia had taken that news. She avoided me up until they came back from their honeymoon. And then the news kept spreading. Ann told Lexie.

Lexie has a long story – one that isn’t my place to share – and I really don’t know all the details about it except for the fact that she was one of the original family members of the Night House that left to find her mate after the whole Volturi fiasco (I wasn’t there for that, don’t ask). Anyways, when Ann told Lexie about Sarah, she made it clear how much she hated me. Sarah was one of her friends after all. I half-expected Lexie to attack me as soon as she saw me at the hotel we were staying at in Italy for the wedding and reception, but she didn’t. She just glared at me or avoided me all together – which I was fine with for the most part.

After the wedding – which was gorgeous by the way, Mia – it came time for the reception and that’s when things got bad. Lexie came up to Damien and I, let her temper loose and attacked me. Damien, thankfully, was quick to act and teleported Lexie to Egypt for the sake of getting her away from me. I was so preoccupied with Lexie, I hadn’t even noticed my necklace with the wedding ring had come loose and Vic had found the ring on the floor. That was when hell broke loose.

Vic took Damien and I out into the hall with Ann following close behind us. He and Ann were pretty pissed about us running off to elope and Ann was more confused about why I hadn’t wanted a real wedding. I’m just not the fancy type. I likedmy wedding, thank you very much. Anyways, after a heated argument about me being old enough to make my own decisions and Vic finally realizing that, things began to calm down and I finally got to wear my ring proudly – out in the open. Damien and I made our way back to the reception where Ann and Vic were talking to Nicky about us. Of course, like the mischievous teenagers we are, we got up to ‘dance’ and eavesdropped on their conversation. Ann was mostly ranting about how she didn’t get to plan a wedding and – embarrassingly enough – had to bring up the honeymoon (“Did they even have one?”) No… we didn’t.. what do you think? Of course we did! Yeesh! She wasn’t too keen on the idea of a jeans-and-t-shirt wedding in Vegas so you can imagine her reaction to my honeymoon attire; baggy shirts. 😀 They were comfy.. but that’s not the point. I’m getting off topic rather easily today.

So, I’m sitting here in our hotel room and Damien and I just got done talking about moving to New Zealand. We decided it’s time to move out of the Night House. We’re married and I definitely don’t want to live with my ‘parents’ for the rest of my undead life. We decided on Auckland – and not just because it’s one of the few cities I can pronounce. It’s where Damien grew up and I’ve always wanted to go to New Zealand anyway, ironically enough it was Damien that triggered that back during one of our first real conversations together on the roof of the Night House.

Well, besides all that, it’s plain to see that chaos seems to follow us everywhere whether we’re at the Night House or not. I guess we really should expect stuff like this, after all… this is our lives we’re talking about.