Through Chrissie's eyes

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The next day I returned to work normally, after insisting with Brian that I could work normally until I got closer to the baby being born, which would still take a long time.

When we got to the studio, I said hello to the boys as I always did and I set Brian's schedule while occasionally admiring them while recording and composing together. It was quite obvious that Brian looked at me that day and smiled at me a lot more than any other day.

Then when they paused, John, Roger, and Freddie crowded around me, extremely curious.

"What's going on between the two of you? Because Brian looks silly a lot more than usual today" Rog was the first to ask "and why I still don't know what it is?"

"Mrs. May doesn't keep secrets, or do you, Chrissie?" Freddie shoved my arm lightly "whatever it is, you won't hide it from us for long.

"Actually, I ..." I was a little embarrassed and slightly pressed "we were planning to tell you other way ..."

"Stop it, guys, you're choking my wife." Brian pushed his way through his friends, defending me, sat next to me, and turned to me. "We'll have to tell them now, Chrissie, otherwise they won't leave us alone."

"Well, all right ..." I took a deep breath and laughed at the curiosity of the three of them "Brian and I are going to have a baby ..."

"Oh my God ..." Roger sighed. "Am I going to be an uncle?"

"Congratulations!" John was more restrained, but he was happy.

"At last!" Freddie was honest "everyone thought you'd have kids first, and that's exactly you who have delay it all this time."

"We had to feel ready for it, it's a big responsibility" I tried to justify.

"Pfff, as if you weren't responsible enough" Freddie complained, "you were born for it!"

"Does all this drama mean you're happy for us? Just to clear it up" Brian teased.

"Of course I do" Mercury smiled, sincere, but slightly sad.

"You say that I was born to be a mother, this makes me calm about it, Freddie" I told him, and on impulse I took his hand.

He stared at me for a moment, confused, still sad, and then came his typical impatience.

"No more sentimentality for today." Freddie released my hand gently, but then he moved away from us.

While Roger and John were talking to Brian, I thought about Freddie a bit. He was more impatiently and I say even a little more arrogant in recent times. When we heard about his newfound identity, it was surprising at first, but then we didn't care about him being gay. No matter what, he was still our friend, and we still loved him very much and cared about him. Freddie was still close to us, but he or we, I don't know, I hadn't yet detected who, had created a barrier between us. I did my best, being careful not to hurt him without wanting, even having the best of intentions.

"We can tell the girls, right?" John wanted to know "since you didn't tell them Chrissie, Veronica and Dominique can be hurt by this."

"I was going to tell everyone today" I said again, "but you asked and you didn't give me a choice, so before you tell your wives, give them that explanation, please."

"Yes, Mrs. May" Roger nodded.

"I'll do it" John agreed.

"Anyway, it was a good thing I know now, I couldn't afford to go to your house today" Freddie said confidently, but I noticed he was just hiding "I have other commitments ..."

"Sure." I smiled sympathetically.

Feeling a little heavy about his phrase, Freddie himself called the band back to rehearsal. Inside me, I wished he didn't tell Paul that I was pregnant. He knew he would know at one time or another, but he didn't want her to know about Freddie.

When I went home, feeling the lack of Mary in our company, I made a point of giving her the news.

"Oh, how wonderful" she exclaimed on the phone, sounding happy, "that's very sweet, Chrissie, I can not wait to meet our little May.

"Thank you, Mary." I thanked her and offered to listen again if she wanted to talk.

She hung up on me making sure she was better and I felt it was true.

So for the next few months, it was my turn to be spoiled and pampered by everyone. Brian would ask me a thousand times over if I was okay during the day, touched my belly often, checking the baby's growth. When the belly began to appear and I had to start changing my wardrobe, my dear husband had some unusual ideas.

"Come here, my love," he called me one day, beckoning me to sit next to him.

"What is it, Bri?" I was a bit scared by what he would do.

"Just listen to me, I want to do an experiment." He was all excited, I just couldn't say why.

Brian placed the Red Special on his lap, he was about to play something when he suddenly stopped.

"Any special request, Mrs. May?" he said charmingly.

"Uh ... " I smiled, but remained confused "I'm trying to decide between "Doing All Right" and "39". Or "Long Away ..." That's it, play "Long Away."

"Okay." He nodded and began to play and sing, his voice was soft, and he fit the sound of the guitar to hold it delicately.

No matter how many times Brian did it, I was always delighted. I started to accompany him singing and he smiled at me, approving my action. Then I jumped up and Brian laughed. I was getting mad at him when I understood the reason for the laughter. He stopped playing because his right hand was busy touching my belly. The baby kicked again. We felt and laughed together.

"Do you like Dad's song?" Brian said to our baby "thank you ..."

"That's what you wanted" I said "to make the baby move by listening to music."

"Yeah, but you know it's scientifically proven that music helps the baby development" Brian explained. "If it's up to me, I'll always play it for him."

"And I'm going to love to hear you too, from so close" I touched Brian's face and he leaned in to kiss me, which made the baby move again.

"There's someone wanting attention" I teased and Brian touched my belly again.

This time he was silent, enjoying the moment, unable to contain the tears that had sprung.

And really our little one always moved when the atmosphere was full of music, whether it was a show of Daddy and his uncles, or even with the opening of Doctor Who. Enjoying music and science fiction was really in his blood.