How Rainbow Dash got a Sibling

Bow Hothoof and Windy Whistles, two beloved figures whose love had always been an anchor in their marriage, were poised on the precipice of a new, enchanting chapter of their lives. Wanting to have another baby, the two decided to go through a different method. Rather than Windy getting pregnant, Bow and his wife used magic and potions to change genders, so that Bow would be the one carrying the foal. Though it was a struggle at first, the two of them were able to get a hang of their changes, and now, she was carrying their new darling foal.

Bow found herself waking up with a flutter of excitement that was intertwined with a tinge of anxiety as the sunrise illuminated the horizon. The bedroom was decked up in gentle tones that mirrored the morning, creating a serene canvas that seemed to contain the promise of a miraculous occurrence. Her eyes glittered with a mixture of amazement and doubt could be seen reflected in the mirror by her bright smile, which framed the image of the woman in the mirror. She and Windy had been praying for a miracle for a long time, and the growing size of her belly was a sign that they were going to be blessed with one very soon.

It had now been months since that wonderful night, and now Bow was carrying their new foal. Wanting it to be a surprise, she and Windy spent these months making sure this baby would be healthy. The mornings each brought their own special brand of charm with them. The odors, which had earlier possessed a reassuring charm, had now changed into stimulants that brought on waves of nausea, however. Bow used to have a yearning for sugary pastries, but now it makes her stomach feel like it's in a knot. She struggled against the unrelenting exhaustion that clung to her like a shadow, making even the simplest of activities seem like Herculean endeavors. Windy guided her through the maze of desires and aversions with unfailing compassion and care.

Her body had been growing, more and more, rounder and rounder, as did a growing urge and hungry cravings. Whereas she had once enjoyed a wide variety of different foods. Now, all she could shovel into her messy mouth was a mix of salted foods, chocolate and peanut butter dipped pickles, and gallons of hay ice cream. The mare almost looked like a mess this way. The clothes she wore, even the ones to help pregnant mares, were still tight and uncomfortable, so she was mainly topless whenever she was home. As well as this, her knees ached, and back was sore, cramps ran rampant throughout her body, and she could barely stay away through all her fatigue.

As the months rolled along, Bow was unable to cook the meals, often just laying about as moving was becoming more and more difficult. He went into the kitchen and began preparing meals that were both traditional and novel at the same time. As she tried each dish, Bow couldn't help but crack a smile and a chuckle at his antics in the kitchen. Though this often resulted in Windy having many restless nights, he never complained. Because he had gone through this before, having been pregnant with Rainbow when he was a mare, Windy aware that striking the right balance between the culinary artistry and the diner's individual preferences for flavor was a delicate ballet, he ate each meal with a look on his face that included a mixture of optimism and laughter.

Bow sat down on the couch one peaceful afternoon as the sun laid its warm embrace over their house, and her exhaustion was evident in the manner that she slumped into the cushions. Windy positioned himself next to her, his grin serving as a visual representation of his unwavering support for her. In his hands was a tray that had some bowl of hot soup. Bow seemed to struggle to lean herself up as she took the tray.

"How are you, Bow?" Windy asked, checking his wife over. "How are you doing today?"

"It's been the same as the other days." Bow replied, as she snuggled into him and found comfort in simply being in his presence. "It's like a roller coaster, Windy. One moment I feel fine, and the next, it's like I'm adrift in a sea of emotions." "It's like a roller coaster."

"Remember that each day takes us one step closer to seeing our little one." Windy replied, reaching out his hand and grabbed hold of hers, entwining his fingers with hers in the process. "And you're doing an amazing job."

"Thank you so much for being here, Windy." Bow mustered a weary grin of gratitude despite her exhaustion, and the look in her eyes conveyed a mix of thankfulness and vulnerability. "I sometimes worry that I'm not cut out for all of this."

"Bow, you have more strength than you give yourself credit for." Windy replied, giving Bow a gentle, tender kiss. "And no matter what happens, we're in this together."

The passing of time was a peculiar phenomenon, making it difficult to differentiate between days, weeks, and months. The growing baby bulge on Bow's stomach became a silent witness to the metamorphosis that was taking place within her. Bow's attitude remained unshaken despite the sleepless nights and days that demanded new levels of endurance that followed one another in rapid succession. While Bow was lost in thought on a calm evening, the sun shed a warm, golden glow across the horizon. The evening was peaceful. Windy moved closer to her, his steps sounding like the murmur of a light breeze as he did so.

"Darling, what are you thinking about right now?" Windy asked, seeing the look on Bow's face. "I know that look on your face."

"I can't help but wonder." Bow's voice had an air of melancholy to it as she traced patterns with her fingers on her stomach. "Will I be a good parent? What if I'm not enough? I can't help but wonder, Windy." Her heart was calmed by Windy's touch as he gently cupped her cheek with his hand and stroked it.

"Bow, you've always been a source of love and strength. This journey is new for both of us, but we'll learn together." Windy replied, looking deep in Bow's eyes as he spoke. "This journey is new for both of us." Pulling Bow in, the two of them shared a loving, tender hug and kiss. “Now, let's finish this soup before it gets cold.” Bow chuckled with her lover.

As the weeks ran into one other, the calendar was marked by doctor's visits, nursery preparations, and mounting enthusiasm; hence, the countdown to the arrival of their baby felt both interminable and fleeting at the same time. The soon-to-be parents' expectations and wishes for the future were reflected in the nursery they were putting together, which was decorated in calming colors and upholstered in plush materials. And then, on a day that seemed to carry the hushed promise of enchantment through the air, the contractions started.

"Just think." Windy commented, looking over the room. "In a few months, this room will be filled with all the joy."

"And maybe a little of the stress." Bow chuckled, rubbing the back of her head. "I remember how much Rainbow screamed and cried when she was a foal."

"Now to mention how much she would fly around." Windy joined in on the laughter. "Our little girl was a flier right out the womb." Reaching down, he rubbed Bow's belly. "I wonder if our new baby will be a flier like their big sister?"

Bow wept tears of happiness down her cheeks as she held her belly in her arms while Windy gently rubbed her belly. Their emotions were overcome with a love that was both powerful and gentle, a feeling that filled them with a strong warmth. Though only months ago, she would've never believed she would be here, but now she was. A soon-to-be mother. Windy could only laugh a little more, recalling how pregnancy was when he was a mare. He shivered, not wanting to go through that again, and knew Bow was in for a much, much tougher time.

In the days that followed, Bow and Windy navigated the world of renewed parenthood, a world that was painted with both sleepless nights. Though the baby had not been born yet, the two of them were in a near constant state of uncertainty. Bow's body was becoming heavier and heavier. So much so, she would often need both hands to carry her round belly. While Windy would do everything he could to help. This often came with restless nights, but he was nevertheless supportive of his wife.

In spite of the difficulties, Bow and Windy were able to find their resilience as a couple by relying on each other for support, power, and comfort. The discomforts that filled the night were greeted with whispered assurances, and the bleary-eyed mornings offered the promise of shared joy as they marveled at the life they had created together. It was getting closer and closer to the due date. A few more visits at the hospital, and then it wouldn't be long before a new joy would be brought home.

The hallways of the hospital were a maze of busy activity, with nurses dressed in clean white uniforms and moving gracefully through the maze. The faint sound of monitors beeping could be heard in the background. Bow's pregnant belly was a visible reminder of the new life that was growing inside of her. As they got closer to the obstetrics section, their steps became a rhythmic pattern of anticipation and anxieties that they both felt. As they did so, their hands found each other. The expectant mare and their partners exchanged glances that were both excited and tinged with a little bit of apprehension as they waited in the waiting area.

The waiting room was a mosaic of emotions. Bow and Windy made themselves comfy in a pair of chairs, and as they did so, they intertwined their fingers as a sign of silent reassurance that they were in this together. After what felt like an interminable amount of time, finally, their names were called, and they followed a nurse along a corridor that was decorated with pastel colors. The examination room was a haven of peace, lit with the gentle glow of sunlight that had penetrated the transparent curtains and created a halo about the space. Bow was greeted with a comfortable armchair by the window and a large examination bed in the center of the room, both of which invited her to make herself at home.

"Hello, Bow, and Windy?" A nurse greeted them, walking into the room. Looking through her papers, she smiled at the two. "How are you both doing today? My name is Nurse Rose, and I’ll be helping you both." Bow and Windy shared a gaze, and Bow's lips turned up into a gentle smile.

"I suppose that excitement and nerves are coexisting in our group at the moment." Bow giggled, rubbing her belly. "I'm just excited to see how my little one is doing."

"Well, let's take a look." Nurse Rose replied with a small chuckle. "To put your mind at ease, let's get you situated on the examination bed, Bow. It's very normal."

Bow positioned herself on the bed, and the sound of the paper sheet rustling beneath her could be heard. Windy proceeded to sit down next to her, and the effect of his presence was immediately noticeable. While Bow was getting comfortable in, Nurse Rose started gathering the required instruments, making sure that her actions were smooth and deliberate. All in all, it felt a little much to take in, Bow was worried, but Windy was there to support her.

"Alright, Bow," Nurse Rose stated in a soothing tone. "We're going to start with a routine check-up. I'll measure your belly, check the baby's heartbeat, and make sure that everything is progressing as it should."

Bow gave a slight nod as she continued to stare fixedly at the ceiling, her thoughts racing rapidly through her head. While Nurse Rose was applying the chilly gel to her stomach, the ultrasound probe followed behind it. The movement of the probe triggered a series of sensations that were at once weird and eerily delightful. The room was filled with a steady and reassuring heartbeat that sounded like a whooshing sound. Bow's eyes welled up with tears as the sound reverberated with a truth that she had previously sensed but had only just heard, a connection to the life that developed within her. When Windy reached out and grabbed Bow's, Bow's hold was firm and kind as they savored this moment together.

"Bow, that's our little boy!" Windy commented, gently stroking Bow's hand. "Our little one."

"Everything looks great, Bow." Nurse Rose commented as she continued the examination. She maintained her cheerful demeanor and moved her expert hands with the kind of precision that can only come from years of practice. "Your baby's measurements are right on track, and the heartbeat is strong."

Bow felt a weight that she hadn't fully aware she carried fall off of her shoulders as a wave of relief flowed over her. She looked up at Windy, her eyes glistening with astonishment and thankfulness at the same time as she did so. After completing the checkup, Nurse Rose removed the gel from Bow's stomach and provided her a warm towel as she wrapped things up. As Bow and Windy exited the examination room and made their way back through the hospital halls, the world outside the windows was illuminated by the warm light of the late afternoon.