I woke up famished. I was eating for two, after all. I was just about to make myself some pancakes when the first contraction hit. Yowza! It caught me by surprise. So, that’s what labor feels like. And, I get to feel that pain 100 times?!?
Holy moley … there goes another one! This baby was not kidding around.
I quickly got dressed and rushed to the hospital.
Chase was at work when he got a call from a friend at the hospital saying I was in labor and en route to the hospital. He got there as fast as possible so he could be in the delivery room. And, he arrived in the nick of time.
Our baby boy was born that sunny Thursday morning, and we named him Aiden. Aiden was born with the Virtuoso trait, and will also be a Slob. Chase was beaming with pride as he held his son for the first time. Suddenly, I felt contractions again. Wait … shouldn’t the pain be over now? “Not yet,” the doctor said. “You have another baby to deliver.” Minutes later, Aiden’s twin sister was born. We named her Ava. Ava was born a Heavy Sleeper and is also Absent-Minded.
Chase really wanted to come over and help me with the babies, but he had to go back to work at the police station. Because the hospital knew I couldn’t carry both babies on my own, they hired me a babysitter who took Ava from Chase after he exited the hospital. She was a teenage fairy named Nicky Snitcher. The nurse assured me she was qualified to handle a newborn.
When I got home, I was still starving. I hadn’t had breakfast, and I’d certainly burned a few calories giving birth. I was holding Aiden, and he was hungry, too. Good mommies always feed their babies before themselves.
I gave Aiden a bottle, and he was a happy boy again.
Even though I was fairly new in town, I’d started becoming somewhat of a celebrity, albeit a low-level one. I found out quickly that being a celebrity has its downside. I hadn’t even put Aiden in his crib before the rumors hit the fan about me having a baby out of wedlock. I wasn’t going to let that bother me, not after having given birth to a beautiful set of twins. I put Aiden into his new crib, just as Nicky was putting Ava into hers.
It was late morning now, and I was still famished. I made pancakes for breakfast but burned them to a crisp. Argh.
Instead of cooking again, I made a simple peanut butter & jelly sandwich and sat down to eat. It wasn’t until then that I realized that the vase of daisies I’d picked at the festival was too big for my tiny table. After I washed the dishes, I removed the vase.
While I was eating lunch and the twins were in their cribs, Nicky played with the Loch Ness toy I’d won at the summer festival. For a teenager, she was acting rather childish. As long as she took good care of the babies, that’s all that mattered to me. Since I was going to have to shell out $75 for a babysitter, I decided to get my money’s worth.
First, though, I had to hold my baby girl. Isn’t she a cutie-pie? Yeah, I know. They all look alike at this age. You just wait and see.
Anyway, I had been invited to enter a cooking contest and hadn’t had a chance yet to make my entry. I whipped up a batch of mac & cheese because who doesn’t love that?! Plus, it’s one of the few things I know how to make.
I delivered it to the grocery store and was awarded the $50 first prize. Woot! While I was there, I picked up two birthday cakes for the twins. We were going to have a family celebration tomorrow.
As Nicky was leaving, I told her I’d won first prize in the cooking contest. She said, “Congratulations,” and then went on her way.
It was time for Ava’s feeding, so I gave her a bottle, snuggled with her a bit and then put her to bed.
Chase called and asked how the babies were doing. He also sent me a check for $200 in child support. I thanked him and said I’d use it to buy something for the babies.
Before I hit the sack myself, I checked in on my sleeping beauties and thought how lucky I am. It had been a long day, but a miraculous one at that. I went to bed with a smile on my face.