The birth of Wynne

So, oh my gosh. I was totally in Tanaris at Gadgetzan, waddling in my huge pregnant way, and I totally started having contractions. Like, REAL contractions. HOLY CRAP! I walked around for a bit until they really couldn't be ignored. So I buzzed Zandramas, and I hopped side-saddle on a gryphon to fly to Thalanaar, which was the nearest moonwell that I could think of. (And I totally needed to give birth in a moonwell to counteract all the demonic energies I've been in contact and stuff.)

So, I stripped and lowered myself into the moonwell; Zandramas and Tristah (a human gal who's a friend of mine) arrived shortly thereafter. Oh man, it was totally painful. And they totally didn't have any idea what was going on! And I was like, GUYS, you gotta support me so I can stand and let gravity help! And Zandramas was totally freaking out cause of the blood!

Well, finally, when it was about quarter after 9, it was totally time to start pushing. OOF. I didn't remember it being this hard last time, but that was totally a long time ago. After about 5 good pushes, she was born! She was SO BIG! I immediately put her up to my breast and started nursing. Zandramas pulled out a blanket sewn of mooncloth to wrap her in. She had blue eyes and a mess of green hair on her head. She was so beautiful!

I asked Zandramas what we should name her, and he named her Wynne Whistlescrew. I thought that was kind of a weird name for a gnome girl, but that's OK. After everything that I've put him through, I figure he should be able to name her, even if he's not technically her daddy. But there's no need for those thoughts now, because he WILL be her daddy.

I have a family again! I'm a mother again! After so many years since Gnomeregan, and things are finally getting back to normal for me.