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jeudi 8 décembre 2016
My last publication: a foretaste
The complete familial package Summary
A child never comes alone ...
A businesswoman has everything to succeed in her life: for Catherine Abellard, work is above everything else, even love. And it is without counting his family and friends who reluctantly emit their unpleasant comments on the desert of his private life. To cut short the jokes of the latter, she decides to have a baby thanks to the miracles of science or assisted procreation, pretending to her own that it is the fruit of an evening adventure. His life then takes a new turn. Everything seems to go for the best until the day when his family wants to meet the biological father. On the edge of despair, she solicits the help of a friend who does not get too much to pray. Then begins a series of adventures that are as incredible as they are incredible, during which she repeatedly questions herself.
« A new baby
is like the beginning of all things, wonder, hope and a dream of
possibilities ».Eda J LeShan.
(...) The month of September
passed too quickly for her taste. She feared more and more her return to the
fold, the encounter with her mother. She was not afraid of the question of parental
authority and the views she might have on her life but she feared her thoughts
about her pregnancy: when she was a little girl, she had taught him that a
child was a blessed gift of the heaven granted to a couple or a woman if she
were alone who would only have to accommodate herself to this turning point in
life. His mother had always told him that a child should be loved regardless of
the reasons surrounding his conception. Damn it! She had been brought up in a
practicing Catholic family, moreover Haitian with very strict social values; her
mother was somewhat open-minded but how was she going to make it clear that she
had no idea what her baby's father looked like because she had used a Anonymous
sperm donor housed in a laboratory test tube?
Henry called to her the next times, he carefully avoided the subject; she was
very grateful for that. Thomas also called him from time to time to keep
abreast of his state of health. On the eve of her departure, she had all the
trouble in the world to find a garment which did not allow her to guess her
condition. She decided to shop some appropriate clothes for the next few
months. On arriving at the Toussaint Louverture international airport, it was
Thomas who took her to take her home. Exhausted, she did not even bother to
unpack her luggage. She undressed, took a shower and slipped into her bed in
which she slept ten hours sharp.
first person who visited her the day after her arrival was Joanne. They had a
very pronounced family air, but their extravagance was their greatest point of
difference. Catherine, without thinking of it, received her lightly undressed.
Immediately after kissing him, Joanne's rounded eyes settled on her stomach.
-Cat, she said in
her slightly nasal voice, did you gain some weight?
spontaneously the woman, somewhat disconcerted by this introduction. Those few
months of vacation have made me crazy. For extra pounds, the work routine will
burn them easily.
-I'm not talking
about calories or extra pounds. You have rounded up some parts of the body that
seem too eloquent! She insisted.
silence filled with unspoken discomfort settled between them. Catherine
nervously twisted her sweaty hands as Joanne continued her meticulous examination
of her silhouette, which was changing. She had never had the idea of hiding
her condition. Come on! She had no account to give to anyone, at least it was
what she tried to believe to reassure herself a little. She did not expect to
face the siblings so quickly. To delay the fateful moment, she rose quickly to
offer a refreshment to her guest. Her nervousness had not escaped her older
sister. As soon as she had finished her glass, Joanne attacked:
-You are radiant.
There is something that has changed in you but I can not put my finger on it.
strove to regain her breath by breathing fresh air. If it were true that she
had always had fairly feminine and generous forms, her flat stomach,
strengthened by the workout exercises
she regularly performed each morning before her departure, would not risk
betraying her for four or five months. She crossed her legs to give a face
before answering Joanne while supporting his look:
-I think it's
because I'm taking care of myself these days. My dear Joanne, I think I was won
over by the fever of makeover. It's never too late for that I think.
looked at her for a moment, frightened before making a frank laugh. Catherine
narrowly breathed a sigh of relief. After the exchange of some trivialities,
Joanna finally took leave of her. By closing the door, Catherine sighed deeply
... this time with great distress. She had never considered hiding her
pregnancy from her family. She slowly passed her hand over her slightly rounded
stomach. No! It was a well thought-out decision. She had made a choice, as much
to assume the consequences. However, she found herself badly presented before
her parents, especially her mother, to announce that she was expecting a child
she did not know until the identity of the sire but that the main
characteristics she knew of him were enough to say That she had good genes in
her! She laughed without joy. She used to handle crisis situations, she had
solutions to the most complex problems, she offered alternatives. But what
would be the outcome of this situation which it had created? Who would protect
her against her family?
went to her parents' place on a Sunday afternoon. Most often, Henri, Martine
and Stéphanie, her sisters and their little family dined with their parents at
least one weekend a month. When she arrived, they were still in the
dining-room, where there was a festive atmosphere. She was not announced. She
preferred to wait in the living room to prepare mentally for a possible
confrontation. She had to break the ice this very day and stopped torturing the
meninges at the same time. About twenty minutes passed before they came in
their turn. They were surprised that she had not joined them at the table,
while Henri was shunning her gaze, Joanne hurriedly whispered a few words to
her sisters in the background. Mathilde, as always, welcomed her with a
dazzling smile. She kissed him warmly on both cheeks, and Paul did the same.
They all sat around her somewhere in the living room. Catherine felt like a
victim in the box of the accused in front of a jury crew who asked nothing
better than to condemn it. She took the time to breathe before mentally
reprimanding: "You dramatize there, they don’t know what you're going to
-How was the stay
there? Asked Mathilde, with a curious glint in her eyes.
-Very good. The
seminar was very interesting, Toronto is a very attractive city. I brought you
some little things. They are in the bags near the console.
shared their finds loudly in an atmosphere that resembled the end-of-year
celebrations. The young woman took advantage of this moment to try to attract
the attention of Henri but this one persisted to flee his glance. She felt
disappointed but relieved on the other hand, she would be less destabilized.
When calm comes back gradually into the room, she threw herself into the water
without a lifebuoy.
-Mom, Dad and my
dearest family, I will not go by shortcuts to tell you that you will be
grandparents by Easter next year."
uttered a cry of amazement, her father stared at her with bulging eyes and all
the rest of the family went through a surge of surprise.
-What? Launched her
in a shrill voice.
did not sound good. So she took all her time to speak with a monotonous voice
without emotion, announcing again that she was expecting a child.
-So you are
pregnant then? Replied his mother, in a white voice.
-Yes. The family
will therefore have one more member, she answered without hesitation, feeling
her assurance return little by little. I know I take you by surprise but that's
how it is. I'll soon become mom.
was the first to come up to her and hug her. Her eyes shone with scarcely
contained tears. Catherine felt comforted by her warmth.
"Can you get
them out of the room?" He whispered in her ear. I have to talk to Mom and
Dad in private.
glared at hder. In a playful voice, she asked everyone to follow her for
dessert in the courtyard. The room emptied slowly. The atmosphere had suddenly
become heavy, loaded with a lot of not-said words. People had come out with
questions and speculations that were spinning in their heads but no one dared
to comment on the subject at the moment. Catherine found herself alone with her
parents. Mathilde let herself fall on the sofa while Paul sat down beside her
while patting her hand, exhorting her to calm. Catherine sat down in the chair
in front of them.
-Tell me, is that
Thomas the father? Mathilde asked, suddenly becoming very pale.
was expecting that. The answer came quite naturally.
-No mother. It's
not Thomas. This child is the fruit of an one night adventure .
was for the very first time that she was deliberately lying to her parents. She
did not want them to learn the origins of her baby right away. The news of her
pregnancy was already a hard piece to digest. Everything in its time says the
-My God! His
mother sighs in a small voice. Still, it does not look like you.
-You want to keep
him? His father asked her.
father was conciliatory. After Henri, it was one of the family members who knew
her well. If he asked the question, it was because he had understood that their
pressure had made her make an irrevocable decision and that he was ready to
assume it at any price.
-Yes. It has
always been my dream to have a baby.
-If that's your
decision, I have nothing against it, Paul finally said. You know you can always
count on us, no matter what you choose. You have my full support.
relaxed. Having the support of her father was the most wonderful thing she
could get in such a situation. She knew that her mother would follow the same
path once the initial shock had passed. "You wanted me to give up my
celibacy, to give meaning to my personal life," she replied mentally. Is
not that enough for you? "
-We must prepare
for her coming, said her mother, with a smile on her lips to the great surprise
of the young woman and Paul.
-Mom, you do not
-Are you kinding
me? She interrupted, falsely offended. You finally give me a little child even
if I disapprove of the fact that you have no man in your life, and you want me
to stay away? I’m excited to be a part of your joy my darling! As well said
your father, your happiness is all mather to me and this litte angle inside in
you is included in the package deal.
-Have you already
contacted Roberta to advise her of a possible maternity leave? Wanted to know
-By the way, I
have not thought of it yet. I only let him know that I resumed work on
-Do you already
have a doctor or do you want me to give you a reference?" Replied his
mother, hastily. What a silly question! You already know all that.
smiled inwardly: her parents no longer worried about the context in which the
baby was conceived but about her coming and her health. It was thus that they
spent the whole afternoon discussing about this little being who was already
beginning to take his place in the family ...
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