http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/14871823#p14943273

H-here I go
>A loud crowing comes from the outside, the sun inviting you to open your eyes.
>Out of spite, you pull the dawn comforter over your eyes to shield them from the incoming rays.
>The morning was cool, but you felt otherwise from the pink-maned Pegasus cuddling up against you.
>Finally, you relent, letting go of the covers to gaze at her.
>Your eyes wandering down to her developed form then zipping back up as you hear a snort.
>She gazes at you and then bites her lip for a moment, the corners of her mouth turned up into a smile.
”Good morning. How did you sleep?”
>”Just fine.” She mumbled, staving off a yawn. 
>She reached for your cheek and simply caressed it, your smooth skin very different to the other cheeks that she’s touched in Equestria.
“Do you know what today is?”
>”Umm..” She looked up to the ceiling, racking her brain for an answer.
>”The first day of fall?” She asked earnestly, giving a sheepish smile.
>You chuckle and caressed her cheek in kind, leaning in close to nuzzle her as per the custom that you adopted since living here in Equestria.
“And?”
>She held a serious look on her face; she was cute when she wasn’t paying attention to her mannerisms.
>”…Our anniversary?” Her cheeks turned a rosy pink, her eyes pleading for you to forgive you
>You nod, your eyes conveying that you were not mad at all.
>Far from what you expected, when you first came to Equestria, you were not expecting to be wed to a pony.
>In fact, the fact that a pony and a human could mate in the first place was miraculous.
>But here you are, 4 wondrous years later with your first child growing inside of her.
>You place a hand over her belly, the foal kicked after a while of you searching.
>She smiles and watches you interact with your foal.
>Your smile subsides, a familiar feeling washing about you. The feeling of incompetence.
>Fluttershy and you raise chickens and help wildlife, but you’ve always managed to scrape enough bits to care for the two of you.
>Would you have to find a second job to support her?
>Fluttershy sighed softly and straddled your lap, wrapping her hooves about you and holding you close in the embrace.
>You hug her back, her touch bringing you back from your introspection
>”We’ll be just fine. You, me, and our sweet little foal.” She cooed, rubbing your spine.