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Summary: Their first little bird has flown the coop, and more change is on the way for Adam and Moira. (Part of the More than a Memory<\/em> series, written for Camp in the Pines 2026)<\/p>\n

Rating: T\u00a0 \u00a0Word Count: 3445<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

More than a Memory series<\/strong><\/p>\n

More Than a Memory <\/a>
\nConvergence <\/a>
\nThese are the Days <\/a>
\nBitter, Sweet, Wonderful Everything <\/a><\/p>\n

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1884<\/i><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sure?\u201d Adam Cartwright met his wife\u2019s eyes with a look of surprise bordering on disbelief. \u201cI mean, really sure?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBelieve me, Adam, I\u2019ve been pregnant enough times to know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut how?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s only one way I know of.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know what I mean. I thought we didn\u2019t have to worry about that anymore.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cApparently it\u2019s a gradual process, and things can still happen for a while.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her flow had been hit and miss for the past year, and the last one over three months ago was light. She had ignored the usual signs because there were plenty of other reasons why a mother of seven would be tired, not the least of which was her daughter\u2019s recent wedding. It was frustrating that she\u2019d had to let out the seams of her dress just days before the event, but Moira assumed her expanding waistline was due to middle age, like the strands of silver in her hair. But lately her breasts had become fuller and more tender. And this morning, the unmistakable flutter below her navel confirmed it.<\/p>\n

Adaline was four when she and Adam married, and they spent the next ten years growing their family with another six babies, all boys, the youngest of whom was now five. Moira felt as though she could finally breathe. And now she was starting again, at forty five years old with baby number eight.<\/p>\n

Guilt for what she was feeling, disappointment, made her turn away so he wouldn\u2019t see her tears.<\/p>\n

Moira felt Adam\u2019s hands on her shoulders, and his gentle touch made her even more weepy as she turned into his arms. \u201cI just wasn\u2019t expecting this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know. I never meant for you to go through this again after Danny.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her last pregnancy had been difficult, the labor and delivery horrific. Danny was breech, and both of them nearly died. She saw the reminder in Adam\u2019s face.<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t know how to respond so she just let him hold her. After a few moments she pushed away from him. \u201cI\u2019ve got to get supper started.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, you don\u2019t. I can see to it tonight and get the boys to bed. I want you off your feet. I mean it. Tomorrow I\u2019ll have Mrs. Hopkins in to take over for a while. She\u2019s always glad for the work.\u201d<\/p>\n

Moira didn\u2019t argue. She lay down with her arm draped over her eyes. Lord, give me strength.<\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

~*~<\/p>\n

She didn\u2019t know how long she had slept when Adam brought her supper tray. Eggs, bacon, and milk. \u201cThe boys ate all the pancakes,\u201d he told her by way of apology. \u201cThey\u2019re cleaning the kitchen. I left Jamie in charge.\u201d<\/p>\n

Moira smiled. Even though John Adam was the oldest by eleven months, fourteen year old Jamie was the leader of the pack who could coax the younger boys to do just about anything; a red-headed Robin Hood, and they his Merry Men. Adam swore he would be governor some day, maybe even president. By contrast, John Adam was more scholarly, a lover of books and solitude.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt looks delicious.\u201d She wasn\u2019t hungry, but she couldn\u2019t refuse her husband\u2019s gallant efforts. After she had eaten most of it, he took the tray to go downstairs and check on the boys\u2019 progress.<\/p>\n

\u201cThey\u2019ll be in to say goodnight when they\u2019re finished. Danny was worried when I told them you weren\u2019t coming down.\u201d<\/p>\n

Five year old Danny was a winsome child with a serious, sometimes solemn demeanor. He had dark curly hair like his father and deep brown eyes that matched his Grandpa Ben\u2019s. If there was such a thing as a mama\u2019s boy, that was Danny. But he wouldn\u2019t be her baby much longer.<\/p>\n

Moira had made herself presentable and cheerful by the time the boys traipsed into her bedroom for goodnight hugs. Aside from Danny, nine year old Jordy was the most affectionate. He was a year older than Drew, and the two could almost pass for twins, both sandy-haired and blue eyed; not John Adam\u2019s sky blue, but the light clear blue of Jamie\u2019s. They were cohorts in mischief and between them had racked up more \u201cnecessary talks\u201d than the others combined. Her middle child Jarrod, eleven, looked the most like Adam but in temperament was more like his mother. Tall for his age, he was a natural horseman who worshiped his Uncle Joe.<\/p>\n

There was a lot of talking all at once, with the young ones eager to tell how they had contributed to the evening\u2019s task. It was music to Moira\u2019s ears, the sound of happy children. She shared a smile with Adam before giving each one a good night kiss.<\/p>\n

When Adam joined her in bed later, she thanked him for the respite. \u201cI\u2019m sorry for falling apart earlier. I guess I just needed a moment. Seeing the boys tonight reminded how much I love our big family, all of us together. One more would just add to the love, wouldn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/p>\n

He smiled. \u201cOf course it would. And we do make beautiful children, don\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n

She snuggled next to him. \u201cWe certainly do.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe this one will be a girl.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019d like that, wouldn\u2019t you?\u201d Moira knew the answer.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, I would. I missed seeing Adaline as a baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe looked like you, even then.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTired?\u201d He stroked her hand, interlacing his fingers with hers.<\/p>\n

\u201cNot anymore. I had a nap remember?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, do you want to…play cards\u2026or something?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShut up and kiss me. I\u2019m sure something will come to you.\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

~*~<\/p>\n

Adam\u2019s side of the bed was empty when Moira woke up the next morning, so she took a few extra minutes for herself. It was still hard to comprehend that she was pregnant again, but it didn\u2019t feel like the catastrophe of the day before. It was just the shock of it that set her off her feet, that was all.<\/p>\n

She smiled remembering last night with Adam. The man could still make her quiver all over. She blushed like a virgin bride just thinking about it. Oh well, better get your head out of the clouds, Mrs. Cartwright, and get on with the day.<\/i><\/p>\n

Adam and the boys were seated at the table when she came down, and they all cheered, making her laugh.<\/p>\n

Danny rushed to hug her. \u201cFeelin\u2019 better, Mama?\u201d<\/p>\n

She picked him up and gave him a squeeze. \u201cFine as a frog\u2019s hair.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMoira, maybe you shouldn\u2019t\u2026\u201d Adam began, but she sent him a warning look that cut him off. Still, she complied by setting Danny on the floor and ushering him back to the table.<\/p>\n

\u201cJohn Adam, bring the coffee from the kitchen for your mother.\u201d To Moira, as she sat down, \u201cGood morning, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

The familiar smirk playing at the corner of Adam\u2019s mouth told her he was thinking of last night, too. She tried not to blush.<\/p>\n

\u201cGood morning.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI sent word to Mrs. Hopkins yesterday, and she\u2019ll be here this afternoon. I want you to take the day off.\u201d<\/p>\n

Moira saw the look that passed between her two oldest sons. \u201cDon\u2019t be ridiculous, Adam. I don\u2019t need another day off. But I\u2019ll be happy to have Mrs. Hopkins here to help with the cooking, if she needs the work.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, she\u2019s coming and she\u2019ll be here indefinitely, so you might as well take advantage.\u201d His brows drew together in a slight frown.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhatever you think best, dear.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMrs. Hopkins makes good cookies,\u201d said Drew.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd cinnamon buns,\u201d added Jordy.<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd fried apple pies,\u201d Jarrod chimed in.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, she is a wonderful cook and baker, and we are lucky to have her,\u201d said Adam, directing the last part to his wife, who merely smiled.<\/p>\n

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~*~<\/p>\n

Mrs. Hopkins showed up early, heaven-sent, in time to prepare lunch. As much as Moira hated to admit it, fatigue caught up with her again, and at her husband\u2019s insistence she retired to her room afterwards for a nap.<\/p>\n

Adam also gave the older boys a directive, to do whatever was necessary to keep the house quiet for a while. John Adam seemed ready to protest, but his father stopped him. \u201cYou can get your nose out of a book for one afternoon, Professor. Your brother needs backup. He shouldn\u2019t be expected to do it all. Jarrod can entertain Danny, and the two of you can mind the trouble twins. That\u2019s a fair division of labor.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo problem,\u201d said Jamie. \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with Mama?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNothing is wrong, she just needs rest. Your sister\u2019s wedding was a lot of work, and she did most of it. It\u2019s all catching up to her now.\u201d The explanation seemed to suffice.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, Pa.\u201d John Adam put a hand on Jamie\u2019s shoulder. \u201cWe\u2019ll handle it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Adam was pleasantly surprised at how well his plan worked and was using the time to catch up on a few things. He was reviewing some blueprints when someone knocked on the door of his study.<\/p>\n

\u201cHello, Papa. Are you busy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAdaline! I didn\u2019t realize you were back.\u201d He hugged his daughter, the new Mrs. Wesley Thomas Jennings, Esq., and shook hands with his son-in-law. \u201cHello, Wes. How was New York?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe had a wonderful time, but it\u2019s good to be home.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhere is everyone?\u201d asked Adaline.<\/p>\n

Your mother is napping, and I told the boys to do something quiet this afternoon. For once they took my words to heart.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat\u2019s wrong with Mama? She never naps. And why is Mrs. Hopkins here?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNothing; she\u2019s just resting. She\u2019s been exhausted since before the wedding. Mrs. Hopkins is here to help out for a while, until your mother is feeling more like herself.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPapa, there\u2019s something you\u2019re not telling me. I know there is, because I know you.\u201d<\/p>\n

His daughter was the only one who called him Papa. To the boys, he was Pa. And she was right. She did know him. He had never been able to keep anything from her.<\/p>\n

\u201cAdaline, everything is fine, but I might as well tell you even though I\u2019ve said nothing to your brothers…your mother is going to have a baby.\u201d<\/p>\n

Her jaw dropped and her eyebrows arched above a slow blink. \u201cWhat?\u201d It sounded more like an accusation than a question. Or maybe an expletive.<\/p>\n

Wes tried to be helpful \u201cHe said your mother is going to\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI HEARD HIM, WESLEY!\u201d She blinked again and gave her head a quick shake, like a shudder of disgust. \u201cOh, Papa, how could you? I mean, really!<\/p>\n

\u201cKeep your voice down, please.\u201d It wasn\u2019t a request, even though he said please. \u201cYou asked me a question, I gave you the answer. I\u2019m sorry you disapprove, but it doesn\u2019t change anything. And you need to calm down, because I don\u2019t want you upsetting your mother.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBy the look of things I\u2019m guessing she\u2019s already upset, isn\u2019t she?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAdaline, I don\u2019t intend to discuss this further, because you\u2019re the one who is upset, and I\u2019m getting there. And I don\u2019t want to feel this way on the day of your homecoming. So what I think you should do is leave now and come back when you\u2019ve had time to get your emotions under control. I hope it won\u2019t be long.\u201d<\/p>\n

She put a hand over her eyes, and Adam knew she was trying not to cry, though he was feeling less than sympathetic after her outburst.<\/p>\n

Wes touched her elbow, leading her away. \u201cYour father\u2019s right, Ad. We should go.\u201d He mouthed \u201csorry\u201d to Adam.<\/p>\n

They were on their way out the door when she turned and ran to him, throwing her arms around his neck and sobbing. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Papa. I don\u2019t know what came over me. It was just such a shock and\u2026and all I could think about was what happened the last time. After that I prayed every day that she would never have another baby. It scares me so to even think about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOh my.\u201d He consoled her, patting her on the back. \u201cI never knew that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s because I never told anyone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHoney, it was a shock to your mother and me, too. We\u2019ve hardly had time to get used to the idea ourselves. And I can honestly tell you, she\u2019s not upset. But she is tired, and I\u2019m going to make sure she is taken care of. Now, dry your eyes, because she is going to be so happy to see you and hear all about your trip. I\u2019ll go up and tell her you\u2019re here, and then the two of you can have one of those heart to heart mother daughter talks that always seem to do you both good.\u201d<\/p>\n

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~*~<\/p>\n

The day ended with a delicious homecoming meal in honor of the newlyweds, Adaline basking in the glow of her family. She had been a beautiful bride, and now she was a beautiful wife with a husband who adored her. Adam had every confidence that Wes could handle his headstrong daughter, who would be a challenge for any man. Not only did Wes have a sharp legal mind, he had a practical approach to life in general. When he had formally asked Adam for Adaline\u2019s hand, they\u2019d had a long conversation on a variety of subjects. One of the things Wes shared was some advice he\u2019d received from his own father, a brilliant jurist, who warned him that no matter how skilled he was in the courtroom, be wary of arguing with a woman. There were only two theories about that, and neither one works. Yes, Adaline was in good hands.<\/p>\n

It was late by the time everyone was settled in for the night. Adam was reading when Moira slid into bed next to him.<\/p>\n

\u201cEverything all right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFine. Danny just needed some extra attention, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo did Adaline, and I\u2019m assuming all is well now?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes and no.\u201d<\/p>\n

He put down his book and took off his glasses. \u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, she told me she doesn\u2019t want children.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause of what happened with Danny?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cApparently it was far more traumatic for her than either of us realized. I was so ill and you were understandably distracted.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWell, that\u2019s putting it mildly. I thought we were losing you. I was terrified.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe was too, and she still is, not just for me. And I\u2019ve never known her to be afraid of anything.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat did you tell her?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat could I say? That there\u2019s no risk? She knows better. I reminded her that I had five out of seven with no problems. She didn\u2019t remember about Jamie, but that was minor in comparison. I also told her I believe the reward of having children is worth the risk, and the way she loves her brothers I couldn\u2019t imagine her and Wes not having a family of their own. They would be wonderful parents.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHave they talked about it?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, and that\u2019s what worries me. If this is really how she feels, she should have told him.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI agree. But that\u2019s something they\u2019ll have to work out between themselves. So what about you? How are you feeling now about our situation? It seems to me you\u2019ve relaxed a little.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI was very relaxed after last night. It was almost like our honeymoon.\u201d<\/p>\n

He chuckled. \u201cYou flatter me. But it\u2019s good to know I can still impress you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou impress me in a lot of ways, especially the past couple of days. I feel ridiculously pampered. And in answer to your question, I certainly wouldn\u2019t have planned it, but now that it\u2019s happened, I feel good about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou do?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere was a time I thought I\u2019d never be a mother, and look at how we\u2019ve been blessed. This is just another blessing.\u201d She placed a hand on her middle. \u201cAnd I know it\u2019s going to be a very special one, just like all the others.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThere\u2019s the woman I married.\u201d He leaned over and kissed her.<\/p>\n

\u201cAdam, try not to worry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes it show that much?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe only to me. And I understand it, but I don\u2019t want it to take over our lives. I\u2019m certainly not going to lie in bed all day for the next six months. I want you to let me do what I know I can do. I promise, I\u2019ll take care of myself. Having Mrs. Hopkins here to do the cooking is going to be a tremendous help, and I appreciate it. But there are things I can do, and I want to do them. If something happens to change that, you\u2019ll be the first to know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you through talking, Mrs. Cartwright?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFor now.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood, because I\u2019d like to move on to something else if you don\u2019t object.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo objections whatsoever\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

~*~<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

1885<\/i><\/strong><\/p>\n

She arrived with the breath of spring, twenty one years after the first and last female born into the Adam Cartwright clan, and the entire family gathered to celebrate. Baby Emily slumbered in Moira\u2019s arms, oblivious to the oohs and aahs of her adoring fan club.<\/p>\n

\u201cI think she looks like Adam,\u201d said Joe. \u201cWhat do you think, Moira?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI wouldn\u2019t bet against it, since her mother is practically his spitting image.\u201d She smiled at Adaline, beaming next to Adam. Then she sent a look of sympathy to her son in law. \u201cSorry, Wes. Maybe next time.\u201d<\/p>\n

Wes grinned. \u201cI\u2019m not complaining. I think she\u2019s perfect.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s perfect because she\u2019s yours,\u201d said Adam. \u201cThat\u2019s the way it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI think Grandpa Ben might like to hold his first great-grandchild, don\u2019t you?\u201d Moira handed the baby to Adaline. \u201cI\u2019ll be in the kitchen.\u201d<\/p>\n

She stared out the window at nothing in particular, thinking how quickly time goes by, like a spool unwinding. It seemed like only yesterday she was holding baby Adaline in her arms. And now she was a grandmother.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you all right?\u201d Adam was at her side.<\/p>\n

\u201cYes. Are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah.\u201d His smile was wistful. \u201cI knew today would be bittersweet, though. Especially for you.\u201d<\/p>\n

The initial shock absorbed, they were relishing the idea of adding to their lively family when she lost their baby. It was too early to know for sure, but Moira\u2019s heart told her it was a girl. She hadn\u2019t expected to feel the loss so deeply. Adam had felt it too.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt is, but more on the sweet side, don\u2019t you think? We have so much to be thankful for, including a precious granddaughter. I couldn\u2019t wish for more, honestly.\u201d<\/p>\n

He used his thumbs to brush the tears from her face. \u201cI could never wish for more as long as I have you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Their children\u2019s laughter floated from the next room as Hoss regaled them with a story. Adam paused to listen. \u201cHear that? Do you know what that is? It\u2019s everything.\u201d He pulled her closer. \u201cYou…made everything possible for me.\u201d<\/p>\n

She touched his cheek. \u201cOh, Adam. Just when I think I couldn\u2019t love you more, you give me another reason to fall in love with you again.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEven though I\u2019m getting old and gray and losing my hair?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI don\u2019t see those things when I look at you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat do you see?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI see the man who holds my heart.\u201d<\/p>\n

More laughter erupted from the dining room. They smiled at one another. Their life was calling. Their big, beautiful, unpredictable, sometimes messy, ultimately wonderful life.<\/p>\n

Truly, it was.<\/p>\n

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END<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Adam and Moira\u2019s children:<\/em><\/p>\n

Adaline Spencer Cartwright Jennings \u2013 After baby Emily, she would have four more children and write a book on the history of the Cartwright family from the pre-territory days of Nevada, through statehood and into the twentieth century.<\/p>\n

John Adam Cartwright \u2013 Graduated from Harvard Law School to begin his legal career as junior partner of the Jennings Cartwright firm in Carson City. Later became a federal judge.<\/p>\n

James Benjamin Cartwright (Jamie) \u2013 Graduated from West Point with a degree in engineering. Served in the army before returning to Nevada where he was elected to the state legislature and subsequently the U.S. Congress.<\/p>\n

Jarrod Ross Cartwright \u2013 Earned a business degree from the University of Nevada and became a successful rancher\/horse breeder, respected community leader and prominent conservationist.<\/p>\n

Jordan Matthew Cartwright (Jordy) \u2013 Graduated from the US Naval Academy and served in the navy during the Spanish American War and World War I, later in Washington. Retired as a rear admiral.<\/p>\n

Andrew Michael Cartwright (Drew) \u2013 Earned his\u00a0 agriculture degree from the University of Nevada, worked with the US Forest Service and Department of the Interior in Washington. Retired to Virginia where he and his wife raised eight children.<\/p>\n

Daniel Morgan Cartwright (Danny) \u2013 Graduated from Harvard Medical School, opened a private practice in Reno focused on obstetrics and pediatrics. Patron of the arts and noted philanthropist.<\/p>\n

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Author’s Note:\u00a0 I used one plot twist and one “cowboy quip” in my story — There are two theories for arguing with a woman. Neither one works.<\/em><\/p>\n

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Summary: Their first little bird has flown the coop, and more change is on the way for Adam and Moira.
\n(Part of the More than a Memory series, written for Camp in the Pines 2026)<\/p>\n

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