This is not the motherhood that you read about.   Isis is practically an adult in so many ways.  Its as if she is a superior being trapped in the shell of an infant.  Im sure that without Insight, she would explode in frustration.<br/><br/>And so it goes.  We are now three.  I cannot talk to Chloe without Isis knowing.  At first this was almost an affront to me.  Taking Chloe away from me was painful.<br/><br/>Slowly, I began to see the plan.  Not a plan for two or three, but a plan for four.  My baby would add to the trio, making us a quadruple.   Four   Something alluded to in the teachings from Huguette.  But a concept not fully understood.  Now it seems as if a prophecy is on the brink of emerging.<br/><br/>Chloe and I know that in the grand scheme, we are, right now, nothing more than the vessels to bring forth the girls.  We will nuture, we will teach, we will give all to them.  But we know that there will come a time when the children will cast us off and do what the Goddess has ordained them to do.  They are the saviors of the Earth and of humanity.<br/><br/>With a new perspective of my role, I find a greater peace.  Isis becomes a teacher of sorts, for me.  She knows my story, my past, my own personal emergence.  I sense a great feeling of acceptance from her for the changes I made.<br/><br/>My baby....ah...my baby.  Unlike Isis who communicated early and often.  My baby lives quietly.  I know she is there.  We reach each other through Insight.  She, only once, spoke to me.  A single word.  I believe it was her name?  I could be wrong.  A single word can mean everything or nothing.  I thought she said eeyostuh, or a something like that.<br/><br/>It was said once, and no other word came from her.  Isis had no comment other to assure Chloe and I that the baby was healthy and fine.<br/><br/>I embrace that, its all I have.<br/><br/>90 days later, I am being led into the birthing room.  No one on the face of the Earth knows but today, within hours, a born male, will give birth.  I know I have been chosen, changed, trained and blessed to have this event.  Right now, I care nothing for my own life.  Everything is about my baby.  Chloe knows this as she squeezes my hand and smiles.  Her other hand on my forehead.....A kiss.....<br/><br/>Then the first contraction!<br/><br/>I hope that's as bad as it gets!<br/><br/>Its not......