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"There we go…" Louise cooed. "That'll make it all better." She gingerly pressed down on the bandage, ensuring it would stick to Bear's ear. "It's a good thing your ear wasn't flipped up, or that would be a far more serious injury."
For the most part it had been an easy time. Bear had been a total peach to look after. The day had gone by without the Alsatian even noticing, she had been so entranced with the little one. The only source of upset was a tiny cut on the boy's ear, the result of excess scratching that had developed later in the day. No signs of fleas or other passengers, but there was a small irritated patch around the cut.
"Once your cut heals, your mommy will be able to put the cream I've prescribed on your ear and you'll be right as rain."
Bear did not respond.
"Heh, babies with pacifier-sealed mouths tended not to be great conversationalists. Something else I'll have to get used to soon." She sat back against the sofa and sighed, content that she had properly looked after the little one left in her care.
Just as she began to relax, however, someone else woke up. Bear watched with fascination as tiny bulges formed on Louise's belly, disappearing just as quickly.
Louise giggled. "See that? That's the baby!" She pointed at one of the bumps where her unborn son's foot was kicking at her belly from within.
"That's where you started a long, long time ago." The canine smiled. "You would have been a lot smaller back then, though. And way back at the beginning, you would have been impossible to see!"
She pulled the pup onto her lap. "A few months before you were born, your parents each contributed a tiny thing called a cell. They interacted and then stuck themselves to the side of your mommy's womb. And then, they started making more cells. They split into two, then four, then eight, then more and more. They made your nose…" She gently booped the boy's button nose. "And your toes…" She took one of his feet in her grasp and began tickling it. Instantly he erupted into giggles, pacifier falling out of his mouth as he kicked back at her to get free.
"And your little fingers…" She released his foot and took one of his hands, rubbing her thumb over the tiny digits. "And those beautiful blue eyes." She sat back, a wry smile on her face. "And after nine months of that, give or take a couple of weeks, you are welcomed to the world by the most uncomfortable yet strangely beautiful bodily function ever devised. And I can't say I'm looking forward to it."
Louise sighed. "There's no really easy way to go about it. The usual way is hours of exertion, sometimes with extreme pain. Thank the Lord for epidurals. Or you can have a type of operation that takes the work out of it. But it's still surgery. Either way, you're going to be left sore, tired, and needing weeks to recover."
The canine looked down at the pup. He looked back, most confused. "Don't you worry, you won't have to think about any of this for a long time yet - perhaps ever, if you don't become a parent yourself." She smiled. "But if you do, I can guarantee that it's totally worth it."
"Now then," she said as she rose from the sofa, "I think it's a special boy's snack time!"
The results of a collab with
Baby Belly Amy, who also owns the little one sitting with my Louise. Art can be found at https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62447045/
For the most part it had been an easy time. Bear had been a total peach to look after. The day had gone by without the Alsatian even noticing, she had been so entranced with the little one. The only source of upset was a tiny cut on the boy's ear, the result of excess scratching that had developed later in the day. No signs of fleas or other passengers, but there was a small irritated patch around the cut.
"Once your cut heals, your mommy will be able to put the cream I've prescribed on your ear and you'll be right as rain."
Bear did not respond.
"Heh, babies with pacifier-sealed mouths tended not to be great conversationalists. Something else I'll have to get used to soon." She sat back against the sofa and sighed, content that she had properly looked after the little one left in her care.
Just as she began to relax, however, someone else woke up. Bear watched with fascination as tiny bulges formed on Louise's belly, disappearing just as quickly.
Louise giggled. "See that? That's the baby!" She pointed at one of the bumps where her unborn son's foot was kicking at her belly from within.
"That's where you started a long, long time ago." The canine smiled. "You would have been a lot smaller back then, though. And way back at the beginning, you would have been impossible to see!"
She pulled the pup onto her lap. "A few months before you were born, your parents each contributed a tiny thing called a cell. They interacted and then stuck themselves to the side of your mommy's womb. And then, they started making more cells. They split into two, then four, then eight, then more and more. They made your nose…" She gently booped the boy's button nose. "And your toes…" She took one of his feet in her grasp and began tickling it. Instantly he erupted into giggles, pacifier falling out of his mouth as he kicked back at her to get free.
"And your little fingers…" She released his foot and took one of his hands, rubbing her thumb over the tiny digits. "And those beautiful blue eyes." She sat back, a wry smile on her face. "And after nine months of that, give or take a couple of weeks, you are welcomed to the world by the most uncomfortable yet strangely beautiful bodily function ever devised. And I can't say I'm looking forward to it."
Louise sighed. "There's no really easy way to go about it. The usual way is hours of exertion, sometimes with extreme pain. Thank the Lord for epidurals. Or you can have a type of operation that takes the work out of it. But it's still surgery. Either way, you're going to be left sore, tired, and needing weeks to recover."
The canine looked down at the pup. He looked back, most confused. "Don't you worry, you won't have to think about any of this for a long time yet - perhaps ever, if you don't become a parent yourself." She smiled. "But if you do, I can guarantee that it's totally worth it."
"Now then," she said as she rose from the sofa, "I think it's a special boy's snack time!"
The results of a collab with
Baby Belly Amy, who also owns the little one sitting with my Louise. Art can be found at https://www.furaffinity.net/view/62447045/
Category Artwork (Digital) / Pregnancy
Species German Shepherd
Size 2181 x 1689px
File Size 3.3 MB
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