Chapter 1-5 And Baby Makes Three

Soon after the wedding Casseil learned she was expecting. Though I will be honest with a successful linage aspiration her expression was not the one I was expecting! 

The poor gal has been miserable with morning sickness. It was instantaneous from the moment she knew she was pregnant and has been pretty much a constant companion.

Already tired and miserable from a long day at work the thought of dirty diapers and sour milk spit up has her tummy churning.

Trevor got to work on the house the very next day, and by evening Casseil was making a special salad, with secret ingredient, for dinner in her new kitchen. She looks pretty happy about it. It’s a small starter for now. A single bedroom, half-finished bathroom and a main room that holds the living-dining and kitchen. Only the floors are in, the wall coverings will have to wait because they still want to have another room ready for their child, and it needs to be ready on its birthday. 

“Oh, this will be just the thing! My father told me a story about trolls when I was a little girl, this will be a super special surprise for Trevor.” Ewww. I hope he likes it. With no sink in the house yet, she did NOT wash her hands! 

Casseil knew that Trevor was a true troll the moment she met him. Though the name was a pretty good give away, she remembered all the wonderful stories her father used to tell of a special place called Moonlight Falls. As a child she thought they were just stories her father had made up. However, once she met Trevor, she knew that her father’s stories were all true. How or even if her father had been to Moonlight Falls would remain a mystery, but if Trevor was here there was a pretty important reason. One day she hoped he would confide in her, but even if he didn’t she was determined to support him no matter what. 

“Yum! This is the best salad I’ve had in a long time. It’s almost as good as mother used to make. What! Wait, I remember my mother’s salads! *Sigh* I miss her, miss not remembering much about her.” His mother loved to dig stuff out of her ear and toss with the salad at the last moment to add a bit of something special to it. It is a troll delicacy that only the most special sims even know of.

Trevor was ecstatic when Casseil told him the news. He immediately started talking to his child. Though what he said Casseil didn’t understand. She thinks it is a unique dialect of simlish, and probably his native language, one she is sure he doesn’t even realize he has spoken. He was relieved to know that even though his house was small, it was a sturdy home, and would keep his treasures safe, Casseil and the baby.

Soon the day was upon them. Casseil couldn’t stop the cry that escaped when an especially strong contraction hit her in the middle of the night. Trevor Jumped out of bed in a panic!

"Oh, watcher! What do I do?"

"Cass, where is the hospital bag?”

"Sorry honey, I didn’t mean to wake you. That pain caught me by surprise, but they aren’t close enough together to leave just yet."

Trevor tried to stay strong for Cass, but if truth be told, she is his rock. Unable to sleep Casseil tried to get comfortable at the table and eat something. Trevor stayed with her, he was amazed at how she was holding up. She was certainly handling the contractions better than he was. 

He was relieved when she told him it was time to go. Having already had his pre-parental freak-out he was pretty calm and collected as he followed her to the cab. 

Meet little Noel. She is a lovely little girl that so far takes after her father. How much like him is still unknown, but it didn’t really matter. She was beautiful to him.