Moonwhisper Family Journal - Sylva Moonwhisper
🌙 Late Spring, Crescent Moon
Okay, I have to write this down because I am buzzing like a honeyglow moth right now.
I'm pregnant again!!! 😍✨
It still doesn’t feel real, even though I felt the flutter of magic all afternoon. That unmistakable spark deep in my belly—warm and gentle, but undeniably there. I honestly thought I was just a little off from not sleeping much lately (thanks, Aurelia, my little nighttime singer), but no… It’s real. There’s another tiny life blooming inside me.
And Freddy… oh gods, his face when I told him! I waited until the evening, when the fireflies were starting to dance through the moss outside our treehouse windows. He was still in that too-tight office shirt, pacing a little like he was going to say something serious again—probably still caught up in that silly fear that I’d leave him or something (he got that weird moodlet again today). We’d already talked about it. Hugged. Woohoo’d. A lot. 😅
So when I took his hand and placed it over my belly and told him we’re having another baby… his entire expression changed. Like every part of him lit up—green eyes wide, lips parted, total awe. Then he laughed. Freddy actually laughed! And I swear he glowed a little, even in human form.
We stood there for a long time, just swaying together. He kissed my forehead and said, “We’re really doing this, aren’t we?”
Yes. We are. And I can’t wait.
Aurelia is going to have a little sibling! She just learned to sit up on her own today during tummy time, and I’m so proud I could cry. She’s such a curious little sprout, always watching the birds out the window or trying to tug at Maple’s tail. (Poor Maple—she's taken to sleeping on the top bookshelf lately for safety.)
Our house in Innisgreen is going to feel even cozier soon. A little more magic. A little more love. I can already picture it: Freddy in the garden again where he belongs, Aurelia giggling in the high chair, and this next baby nestled close in my arms while I tell them stories about the Moonwhisper women and the tree that listens.
I’m going to bed with a full heart tonight. And maybe a snack. Okay, definitely a snack.
Goodnight, little one. I’m already dreaming of you. 🌸
—Sylva
