For as long as Katara could remember she had been a motherly figure to those around her. It had been the source of sustainability within her own family and tribe but also the stem of conflict between strong willed friends such as Toph who preferred to be their own free moral agents instead of being placed under another motherly authority.
Katara sat in the middle of the lodge near a small fire that flickered ever so slightly. The warmth of the fire warmed Katara down to the bones and allowed her to finally sit back and relax after a long day's work. Many members of the White Lotus and Air Acolytes had cautioned Katara against working so hard.
"I assure you we have everything under control, you have nothing to worry about," one of the Air Acolytes said as she desperately tried to reassure Katara. "Let us take care of everything for once. You deserve a break."
Katara knew they had everything under control but sitting around and doing nothing wasn't exactly her cup of tea either. Nonetheless being pregnant with her first child kept her physical activities limited and even more so with each passing week as the due date drew near.
Despite being famous for how protective and nurturing she was, it did little to calm her fears and she looked down at her pregnant abdomen wondering what kind of a world this child would be born into. Some days Katara felt like she was a nervous wreck.
"What if I'm not a good mother? I mean, this could be the future of the airbenders, what if I screw up?"
"You don't need to worry about anything," a voice said mildly. Katara turned around to see Aang's figure fill the entrance of the room as he stepped in. "How can you be sure?" Katara said nervously.
Aang sat down next to his wife and wrapped and arm around her. "Says the woman who's been taking care of me since I came out of the iceberg all those years ago," he said with a grin.
As Katara leaned in closer to Aang her fears about the baby and everything else melted away. Her eyes fluttered shut as her head came to rest on Aang's chest.
"I think you're going to be the best mother," Aang whispered, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Wouldn't want it any other way."