My pregnancy was a very happy time of my life. Elias doted on my every
movement; Akiva would not let me help with the bread and Devora traveled
from Magdala to be with me. All the while I watched as my belly
swelled from the child that grew within it. Every morning I would run
my hands over my swollen belly, feeling the way my body was changing.
At night, when Elias would lie beside me he would run his hands over the
curve of my abdomen, attempting to feel the child beneath. We were
both certain the child I carried in my womb was a boy. I was pleased at
the thought of providing an heir for Elias. He was equally as pleased
with the notion; I could see the delight in his eyes each time he looked
at me.
The baby came on a Shabbat two weeks before the Passover. I made
Akiva allow me to help with the bread in preparation for Shabbat. We
were working the dough when I began having pain in my back. I did not
realize that I was beginning my labor pains at the time. Akiva kept
insisting I sit and rest my body but I refused. I was going to help her
with the bread as I said I would. I could be very hard headed from
time to time and no one knew this as well as Akiva. The pains became
stronger and my womb released its pre-birth issue. This was when I knew
my labor had begun. Akiva immediately led me into the bedchamber and
sent one of the servants to Elias and another to the village for the
midwife. In that moment I was very thankful for Akiva’s presence. She
could always soothe me when others could not. It was not long after she
had sent the servants when Elias arrived. He sat with me only a few
moments and it became quite clear that he was not able to handle seeing
his wife in such suffering. Akiva sent him out of the bedchamber and
assisted to me herself. Every so often he would send a servant in to
check on my status but he never entered himself. I did not blame him
for this as men often have difficulty with such things. Devora arrived
not long after Elias and she and Akiva were my comforters. The midwife
arrived just before sunset. She had gathered her things and traveled as
quickly as she could. She set about to her work and told Akiva and
Devora to keep my comforted.
A novel written from the perspective of Mary Magdalene. For NaNoBlogMo. Little is known about the life of Mary Magdalene, especially before meeting Christ. I am attempted to tell her story, through her eyes.
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