I'm sorry everyone. I'm still very much interested in Kung Fu Panda and this Fanfic. I have just had a lot on my mind due to senior year, graduation, and college. I still have a lot to do, but I promise that this will be done. I didn't have a lot of inspiration for a while, however I am now back.

May 21st: I'm, What?

Dear Diary,

Something is wrong with me. I have trouble sleeping at night. Well more than I normally do. I have also been eating a lot more as well. I'm still plauged with nightmares from Naoko's death. He was my life line after what I had been through. Now I don't know how I can move on. Mama and Baba are worried for me again. They try to hide it, but the quick glances tell me a different story. I can't say much either. I tell everyone that I'm fine when I'm really not. My brother and sisters ask me constantly how I'm feeling these days and I hate having to lie to them, but I don't want them to spend their lives worrying about me.

Diary, I had a couple of visitors today. My daughters, Naomi and Owlet. They came by to spend the day with me after Viper sent them a scroll saying that I have been acting strangely again. I love that they care for me so much, but it is my duty to care for them. Not the other way around. I invited them into the kitchen where we could talk. Owlet stood beside me as I began making tea for the three of us. "How are you, Mama?" She asked. She looked at me imploringly. I mumbled a fine fine as I reached for the jasmine tea leaves Po had stashed in the cupboard. My abdomen pressed against the counter uncomfortably and I winced hoping Owlet wouldn't notice.

Naomi sat in a chair and fiddled with a bun. "Mama, there is something you aren't telling us?" She said it like a question but she meant it as a statement. I set the tea leaves to boil before turning to look at my girls. Owlet was sitting on the table while Naomi had her place on a chair. Both were eyeing me.

I leaned against the counter and gave them a stern look. "How so?"

Owlet leaned forward and perched her head on her wings. "Mama, you've been acting strangely."

Naomi agreed with a dip of her head. "Yes, ever since Naoko died."

I looked between the two of them. "I loved him, girls. I loved him so much that it broke me to lose him."

Naomi and Owlet shared a secretive glance. I looked between the two of them. "What aren't you two telling me?" My tail tip flicked back and forth slowly in mild agitation.

Naomi turned her head and looked back at me, her blue eyes sparkling happily. "Mama, Naoko left you with a piece of him." I stared at her confused.

Owlet chuckled. "Mama, you're pregnant!"

I stared at her in disbelief. How? We hardly saw each other before his death. My eyes widened in shock and wonder as I counted the months since I began noticing symptoms. My paws found their way to my swollen belly. The one night we had any sort of intimate contact that would result in this happening was back in October. I counted the months again and discovered that I was indeed pregnant. Naomi and Owlet rushed forward to hug me. They chattered on about how happy they were for me and they couldn't wait to meet their little sister or brother. I began to recover from my shock and a smile graced my features. Owlet looked at me and Naomi followed suit. "We believe that you are 7 months pregnant. So in about two months you'll be due." I nodded along with what they were saying and gently felt my paws along my belly. How can I be seven months? I shook my head to clear all the worrying thoughts and smiled. I'm having Naoko's baby. He will be with me in my heart and in our child.