A Day in the Life of a Pregnant Princess
The day had only just broken, Celestia’s sun rising high into the Equestrian sky, as a very pregnant Princess Luna heaved herself out of bed. Dropping onto her hooves, she smiled and trotted through the halls into the kitchen.
Sniffing the air, her stomach rumbled loudly, and one of the chefs turned at the sound.
“Mornin’ Princess. You must be hungry, aren’t you?”
Luna laughed and nodded. “Could you tell?”
The chef grinned. “What’ll it be? What’re your little ones craving?”
Luna patted her belly and was rewarded with a gentle kick from inside her womb. “I think she just wants food.”
“Coming right up. May I?” The chef gestured to Luna’s protruding belly and the princess nodded.
“Of course.”
The chef rubbed his hoof over Luna’s protruding belly and smiled. “Your foal is a lucky one, ya know Princess?”
Luna smiled. “I do. She’s awfully active though. Especially at night. Can’t get any sleep with this one kicking all night.”
“Well, ya know what they say. No pain, no gain, eh Princess?”
Luna smiled and laughed. “Please. Call me Luna.”
“Right you are Pri- Luna.” The chef smiled and turned back to the stove. “How’s a nice omelette sound? I just got some new eggs fresh this mornin’”
Luna smiled. “That sounds wonderful.” The filly in her womb kicked gently, and Luna patted her belly. “And I think this one agrees.”
The moon princess left the kitchen and wandered through to the dining room, where her sister, Celestia, sat at the head of the table smiling at her.
“Good morning sister,” she greeted, as Luna took her place beside her. “How was your sleep?”
Luna smiled. “Wonderful. Except for this one keeping me up a little.”
Celestia smiled and chuckled, a light, airy sound that was music to Luna’s tired ears. “I would have let you sleep in, you know. You didn’t have to get up.”
Luna smiled and patted Celestia’s hoof. “Thank you, sister. But really, it’s fine.”
Celestia nodded. “All right. But if there’s anything you need, don’t hesitate to tell me. You shouldn’t be exerting yourself too much this late in pregnancy.”
“You’re sweet for worrying about me, sister. I love you.”
The sun princess smiled and kissed Luna’s nose. “It’s my job to worry about you, sister. You’re expecting a foal, after all, and I want to make sure my niece is as healthy as possible.”
As Celestia finished talking, the chef came trotting out of the kitchen, balancing two plates on his back. “Mornin’ princesses. I’ve brought your breakfast. Extra helpings for our resident mother, of course.”
Luna giggled shyly. “Oh, stop! You’re embarrassing me!”
The chef placed the plates down on the table in front of the princesses, and nodded politely at them, before walking back into the kitchen.
Luna pushed her fork into the eggs and took a bite. She chewed slowly, swallowing the food, and a smile rose on her lips, but no sooner had it formed, then it was replaced with a look of alarm.
The moon princess bolted up from her seat and dashed for the bathroom, followed by Celestia, who knelt behind her and held her mane out of her face.
“It’s going to be OK, sister. You’ll be OK.”
Luna retched into the toilet bowl and wiped her mouth when she was done. “I am awfully sorry, sister,” she apologised. “I do hope I haven’t upset the chef.”
“It’s OK sister. I’m sure he’ll understand.”
Luna sighed. “I have to say, I thought the morning sickness would have disappeared by now.”
Celestia stroked Luna’s mane and smiled. “Shh. It’s OK. Why don’t we go back and finish our breakfast? I’ll call the chef and see if we can get you something else to eat.”
The exhausted princess rose shakily to her hooves and threw a forehoof around her sister’s shoulder to steady herself. The chef had heard Luna’s retching from the kitchen and had come out to look.
“Is everything all right Princess,” he asked. “Would you like me to make something else for you?”
Luna shook her head. “No, it’s OK. I don’t want to inconvenience you.” She picked up her fork and poked at her eggs, gingerly lifting the utensil to her mouth and swallowing the eggs.
She forced the bile back down her throat and grimaced slightly at the taste.
The chef nodded and disappeared back into the kitchen. “Call me if you need anything else, OK?”
Luna smiled at him and took another bite of her eggs. “These are actually really good,” she said, causing Celestia to laugh.
“Oh, sister, you never cease to amuse me,” she said, smiling.
“What is it sister? Have I said something funny?”
Celestia shook her head, still chuckling. “No, it’s not that, sister. It’s just that you’ve been changing so much these past months, and it amuses me to see you switch personalities so quickly.”
“I’m glad my pregnancy amuses you, sister.”
“Oh, no, don’t be like that Lu-Lu. I’m not meaning to be harsh.” Celestia took Luna’s hoof and squeezed it gently.
“I know, sister. It’s just hard being this pregnant.”
Celestia nodded. “I understand sister. It must be horrible having to go through all this.” She smiled and nuzzled Luna’s cheek.
“It’s not so bad, sister,” she reassured her. “I actually quite enjoy the feeling of having a foal inside me.” She rubbed her belly and the foal in question kicked a little in her womb.
“Oh!” she gasped. “Here, sister, feel!” she grabbed Celestia’s hoof and placed it on her bump, and the foal kicked again at the new stimulus that it felt.
Celestia blushed and laughed gently. “It feels strange, sister. What does it feel like for you when she kicks?”
Luna giggled. “A little. But I got used to it after a while. Now it’s just a small tickle.”
Celestia smiled and kissed her sister’s muzzle. “You’re doing a wonderful thing, sister.”
Taking a final bite of her eggs, Luna sighed, a drawn-out yawn escaping her lips. “I’m feeling a little tired, sister. I’m going to go and take a nap. She rose from her chair and pushed her empty plate away from her.
Celestia nodded and smiled. “Of course, sister,” she said. “Just let me know if there’s anything that I can do to make you more comfortable.”
Luna nodded wearily and trotted slowly out of the dining hall, up the stairs to her bedroom, where she flopped onto her bed and yawned. The foal inside her kicked gently, and this elicited a small laugh from the moon princess’ lips.
“Now, now. Mommy’s very tired. You’re putting a lot of stress on her, you know that?” she smiled and rubbed her bump. The foal kicked gently at her mother’s touch, and Luna gasped as the filly’s hoof slammed into her bladder.
“Great,” she muttered. “Now Mommy has to pee.” Sighing, she heaved herself up from her bed and trotted into the bathroom. When she was done, she trotted back into her bedroom and lay back down on her bed, her eyes shutting with a flutter.
Within seconds, she was asleep, and as she drifted off, all she could think about was how she’d have to do this all over again when she woke up.
Such was the life of a pregnant princess…
