The months went by, and two things got bigger… the three little babies, and their mother's waistline.
"How much longer must this go on?" Amelia asked out of thin air. She felt positively huge, and decidedly unattractive. Her abdomen seemed to proceed her everywhere she went. She knew she was being mildly horrible to Delbert, but that was his job now, after all, wasn't it? It was his love and patience, really, that got her this far. After all was said and done, she would make it up to him, she told herself.
It was just then, that she felt it. The singular pain that only could mean one thing.
"Oh, Delbert. Dear heart?" she said.
"Yes? What is it, honey?" Delbert questioned.
"I would think it wise if you were to hitch Delilah just now," Amelia told him matter-of-factly. "Oh, and place a call to my doctor, would you? I believe my water just broke, dear…"
"Merciful heavens!" Delbert gasped, and ran to to her bidding. "Stay calm, Amelia my love! Help is on the way." Delbert scurried about, yelling, "Jim! Sarah! Hurry!"
Amelia blissfully couldn't remember anything particular from the birth of her four chidlren. Everything had become woozy. And then everything had gone black, yet restful.
Later, when she finally opened her eyes, she was lying in a hospital bed.
"Good morning, sweetheart," a most comforting voice said. She turned her head, and smiled as she saw her Delbert.
He looked down at his wife, and said, "Now that you're awake, Amelia… I've got some people who'd love to see their Mommy."
In the crook of each of his arms, a sleeping little female felinid, her daughters. Beside him was Sarah, who stood holding a third female felinid, her third daughter. And other side of her stood a grining Jim… who was holding a little male canid, her son…who was fast asleep.
Inexplicably, Amelia felt tears in her eyes. "Oh, these are our children, my love? Oh… they are all so beautiful!"
"Yes, they are," Delbert agreed, moving over to be close to his wife. "Nearly as beautiful as their mother."
Amelia said nothing, but her green eyes gleamed with love.
Jim moved close to Amelia, and gently handed her her only son. "Congratulations, Captain," he said, still awed.
"Why, thank you, Mr. Hawkins," Amelia said, nestling the sleeping boy protectively in her arms. Then she looked upon her only son and kissed him lightly on the forehead. He was warm, cuddly, and all hers…
I can´t believe it, Amelia began to think. I am actually a mother.
"I find I wonder what Mr. Arrow would say about all this," she questioned softl. Then her son, woke up and looked up into his mother's face.
He smileed and raised a small hand to grab her nose.
"That´s right, sweetheart. Mother is here," Amelia crooned softly and smiled. "Your Mom is here, and she will never leave you… ever." She kissed him once more, and sighed.
End