*rummages around in the chaos of his study looking for things to start Elros off on his reading lessons*

Nienna wept, do I ever finish anything? Argh! So much junk...Hmmm, maybe I should take on more pupils and foist the boring orchestration work off on them ( Read more... )

( I rock too. )

*goes to the cafe with Ingwe*

Nice. Public. Less chance of a freak out. :S

*orders some sweet NON-CAFFINATED beverages*

So. Your majesty. Do Noldor still suck donkey balls or is present company excepted?

*Leaves Lasgal in Haldir's capable hands and calls round to The House of Feanor*

*Still isn't EXACTLY sure how to tackle this, but tackle it she must*

Okay Cano. You can do this. For Russandol...Maybe I should have someone standing by with tranqs just in case...

*sits on the top step of the talan*

*needs to talk to Maedhros without the "WHOO BABY!" crowd overhearing*

*is gasping for a cigarette too*

*RELIEF!*

*sits in the kitchen, drinking some herbal tea*

Oh Eru. My back is SO KILLING ME. :((

*sighs and pats the bump* You're going to be fond of oversleeping when you're born, aren't you?

*groan*

*sits on the couch in the talan, with her feet up ( Read more... )

*gets that I WANT TO RUN AWAY TO FORMENOS! urge again*

Calm down Maglor, just. Calm. Down. You just need to talk to someone who has experience...who do you know who's been through childbirth a few times?

*face-palm*

*very slowly makes her way down the steps and makes her way to the house of Feanor to look for Nerdanel*

*Is huge. Is uncomfortable. Is scared. Brain is not COMPLETELY addled by hormones.*

Okay. I can't. I just can't. I've had enough. I'm not doing this. Cancelled. I'm calling the whole thing off.

*very calmly and methodically packs a bag*

*languishes on the couch with her feet up*

Stuipd ankles. Stupid joints. Stupid waddly-hips. Stupid constipation. :(

*Lays a hand on the now rather large bump and contemplates what it must be like to squeeze THAT out.* :S

*starts to get very anxious about this whole giving birth malarky. Would probably crap herself if she could.*