crazed_delusion | Vala Mal Doran Journal Entry 1

Title: Vala Mal Doran Journal Entry 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Stargate SG-1 or Atlantis
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis/ SG1
Pairing: Vala/Woolsey
Word count: 329
Rating: pg/pg-13
Summary: The first entry in Vala's pregnancy journal

Author’s Notes:
- Written for the

stargateland Challenge 8: Dear Diary
- This is based in an AU which was created in Team Atlantis RP in which Vala is pregnant with twins(at least) and is engaged to Richard Woolsey(yes yes I know pure crack) they are still on Earth, but living on Atlantis, preparing to be able to return Atlantis to the Pegasus Galaxy.

Dear diary, or journal, or whatever this is,

Kate suggested I start writing this, that the children might enjoy reading about what I went through while I was pregnant. I find it rather silly but I am very bored around here alone all day. Mostly I sit around and talk to Atlantis and knit. Evan is teaching me how to knit. Right now I am working on baby blankets for our population boom, then Evan is going to teach me some of the more complicated things, so I can make clothes.

Let’s see, I’m 11 weeks along now, Jennifer gave me this list of what goes on through each week. This week is;
“That adorable little alien inside your tummy is starting to look human about now, as you start feeling a bit more human yourself.”

Though I’m not sure how much that fits being an alien I but ah well. The nausea has mostly gone away though, which thank god, I'm not sure I could take much more of it. My feet are killing me though, she says it's normal, but really? I'm not even fat yet and already my feet are swelling. She says I’ll start putting on weight quickly now, especially with there being 2 babies. I wish I could go off world or something, but Richard is very protective, which is beyond sweet, but boring. Plus he’s so busy talking to the IOA trying to get us to Pegasus.

I also have been craving things, mostly ice-cream, especially the pink one, I still have no idea what flavor it is, but it tastes so good, but Richard won‘t let me eat it in bed anymore after the mess we made the other day, though really it‘s his own fault, I mean it‘s not like it was my idea to use the ice-cream like that. Oh speaking of, Richard is finally back, I’m going to go see if I can get a foot rub before dinner.