A new beginning

It's already been two months since I came to this world, I'm still not completely used to having a baby's body, it's uncomfortable not being able to do anything, I can't stay awake for a long time, and I have to spend most of the time lying down .

I'm really thankful that I didn't die and have another chance. But, why start as a baby?; Wasn't there some way to start a little older, maybe even as young as five, or something?

The first few days were torture for me, I couldn't even excrete the waste from my body at will. Everything just came out without warning, I could only stay powerless, and let it take its natural course...

I had the idea of sleeping together with my mom, but after thinking about it for a bit, I scrapped that idea. Although I want to spend most of my time around Mom, I also don't want to give her too much trouble.

And this is all because of this body, I didn't have complete control of my bladder, and there are no super absorbent diapers here.

What kind of man would I be, giving such a beautiful woman more work?

When you wake up, the first thing you have to do is change the blankets and clothes you sleep in. But knowing her kind demeanor, I know she could care less about that, as long as she meets the demands of her young son.

The first month I was not opposed to the idea, and preferred to sleep in my crib, but it was only temporary, until I had better control over this body. After feeling that I had achieved it, it was time to continue with my plan, to be as close and loving as possible when I was sleeping with mom.

Many times I try to put myself in my crib, but I always used the most powerful weapon I had against my mom, and those were my tears. Mom could only resign herself and accept the fact of sharing the bed with her little son.

Right now I'm lying next to mom, I woke up first and I've been watching her sleep peacefully. I stared at her for a few moments before looking away from her, and starting to organize all the information I got up to this point...

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In the first days of my birth, "Madam Irene", came to check the state of mom and mine, did some checkups before confirming that everything was in order. From the way my mom talked, she seemed to treat her with respect.

At first I didn't understand why, but after listening to some of their conversations, I could tell that this person is the only one who provides help to the people in this place. She provides treatment when they have some kind of accident, and they suffer some wounds or injuries.

She also treats some common illnesses, she is the only one who has enough medical knowledge to treat people, and the one who is willing to accept payments that are accessible to the vast majority.

There were topics that left me a bit puzzled, like the place where I was born is part of the "Duchy of Lambult", which in turn belongs to the "Rhedon Kingdom".

The ruler of the territory is, "Duke Cedric Egerton", all this territory is located to the "East" of the "Rhedon Kingdom"... hearing these names for some strange reason I felt that they seemed familiar to me.

But, I can't stop and think where I had heard them. I had to leave that topic for later, as I still had to concentrate on listening, to learn more about this new world.

They mentioned terms that almost no one used today, such as: knights, nobles, merchants, commoners...

And looking around, it seems that our family belongs to the commoner group, we don't have enough resources to have an ostentatious life.

I already accepted the fact that I had been reincarnated, and that I was somewhere on Earth. I still had that thought, but after listening to their conversation, many doubts arose in my mind.

Isn't this Earth?, Did I reincarnate in the past?, Am I in medieval times?, while I kept making a series of guesses in my head, to make some sense of this situation.

Confirmation that I was no longer on Earth came from my mom. Well, she didn't tell me directly, but first of all, I don't know people who can make fire with their hands, and also who can heal a skin scratch, with a simple movement of their hands.

For me it was a great surprise to see my mother light the candles that way, from the palm of her hand came a red light accompanied by a slight buzz.

Then a small ball of fire formed, it was the size of a tennis ball. He then proceeded to launch it and it split up lighting all the candles in the room, now I'm pretty sure I'm not on Earth.

Faced with this fact, he was down; but I recovered after seeing what mom did. I was quite excited. Who has not dreamed of having some ability or superpower?...

On Earth when I read novels, manga or watched movies, I dreamed of having some kind of power like the main characters in those stories; maybe now it is no longer a simple dream, and I too can learn to use this kind of power.

With this thought in my mind, I tried to stay awake most of the time. To see if Mom had any other surprises in store for me.

But with my baby stamina, my body turned against me, I could barely stay awake for three hours at most...

"Damn this useless body!, It may have lost valuable information while it was asleep!"

Leaving my regrets behind, from what I could find out, I now know my mother's name, her name is "Eleonora", and my new name is "Dylan", mom used to mention it often when she played with me.

While I was getting information, I met my two older sisters who were excited to meet me.

Their names are "Ophelia" and "Arisa", they are three years old, and from the moment they entered the room it was easy to recognize them. Mainly due to their resemblance to mom in some ways, and they also stand out too much by having similar appearances.

Except for her hair, which is not platinum blonde, but light blonde, her other features are more like Mom's. Like their dark green eyes, small nose, fair skin, thin lips, and they have an innocent aura.

Surely in time they will grow up to be beautiful young women, whose beauty will not be less than that of their mother...

Though on second thought, this can also be a big problem; since wherever my sisters go they will attract people's eyes, the worst will be when men begin to be attracted by their beauty.

It's safe to assume that some men would be tempted to approach my sisters, some with good intentions, and some with bad intentions.

Even women can be a problem, because of their appearance it is sure that all the men will be after my sisters, and the other women will be jealous and try to do something.

It would be worse when they attract attention than some noble or someone of high status, those people can give a simple order or use some trick, to get everything they want.

Now I find myself in a time that does not have laws that protect people of our social status, those who control everything are those people with power and money.

But I will not give them the opportunity to lay a finger on them, nor will I let my sisters be bullied. In the future when they've grown up enough, I'll have these two beauties just for myself.

But for now, I'll try to act as cute and cuddly as possible, to endear myself to my two older sisters...

They were around me, looking at me curiously, "Ophelia" is calm, somewhat shy, she looked at me curiously and barely touched me, she seems to be afraid of hurting me, maybe she didn't want to bother me or maybe she thinks I'm going to bite her.

"Arisa" was the opposite of "Ophelia", she is much more energetic, curious, and as soon as I was within her reach, she approached me with a bold look, as if she was looking at a new toy to play with.

She was trying to get some reaction from me, I felt a tingling all over my body, apparently she was trying to make me laugh. But getting no response from her actions, she was making some gestures with her hands or trying to hold my hands with hers.

All these actions did not escape Mom's sight, but she did not stop her, just watched from the sidelines, appreciating her children's interaction with a joyful and loving gaze.

My sisters' names were no exception, oddly enough, they were familiar to me. I was thinking about where I heard them before, but my stomach interrupted my thoughts as I tried to focus my mind and remember...

The rest of the time I spent playing with my mom's tits, being as aggressive as possible with those two mounds of meat; It was also a way to take away the frustration of feeling powerless not being able to do anything on my own.

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Summarizing everything I learned in these two months, the main points would be:

-First, I am no longer on Earth.

-Second, from what I have seen in this world, there is magic.

-Third, apparently I'm in a medieval era, with a class difference (nobility and commoners)

-Fourth, being a commoner my opportunities may be somewhat limited.

Maybe I can make use of my knowledge from my previous life to earn some money, as I am in a time that is not very advanced, it may be easier to get some wealth with the right ideas.

But if I want to do all that, in order to have a peaceful life, I must first know what the world is like outside this house, and be able to plan my future plans…

I think I might be worrying about things too much, I shouldn't stress so much about what I'm going to do in the future, I still have time, I haven't even learned to walk yet.

I must take this in stride, for now I will enjoy the advantages of being a baby. Like for example trying that pair of tits that are next to me.

-Eleonora POV-

Slowly opening my eyes, the first thing I saw was Dylan reaching for my chest.

"Huh?; Little Dylan, it seems like you always wake up before your mom"

"Do you seem to have a lot of energy today?, Did you have a good dream?"

My questions were destined to go unanswered, but I still had fun asking them, though I got the feeling that Dylan could understand the questions I was asking.

Maybe my son was born a genius, or it could all just be my imagination. He is still too young to understand how complicated this world can be. But at least I won't let any of my children have to go through the same situation that I went through.

I will not be like my parents were, I will not make the same mistakes as them.

"It was a good decision to have escaped from that house, which was only trying to use me as a bargaining chip, for their own benefit"

"I can be calm, knowing that my children will not have to interact with those kinds of people"

As I reminisced about the past, Dylan brought me out of my thoughts, when he sated his hunger. I carefully placed him back on the bed.

I know he will be fine and won't complain too much when left alone, since the first days he has shown a quite calm behavior. He only cries when he gets dirty and wants to be changed or when he is hungry.

With that done, I changed my clothes and left the room to prepare breakfast.