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“Oh.” I watched Talia lower her head in sadness when she heard what I had said.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Mommy made one for you too.” I handed Talia a pink sparkly envelope with a personalized card and a Mommy date coupon in it as well.
“Thank you, Mommy.” Talia leapt forward and hugged my arm. Reagan and Rika also came in and hugged me as well.
“Hey, Rika.” Reagan called out to his sister.
“Yes?”
“If we share the cards, then we can have two days with Momma.”
“Ooh, that’s right.” She smiled at him. “I think that we should do just that.”
“C..can I come with you on one of your joint days?” Talia looked sad at the exclusion she was feeling.
“Yes, you can. And I think I know just what to use it for.” I don’t know what he was planning, but I know that it was going to be good. He was a smart little boy that had lots of ideas.
The party continued. Joaquin spent most of the rest of it with me and we had a pretty good time. Mostly, we were just watching the kids have their fun. I guess this is what big kid parties were like. They truly didn’t need us anymore, just like Noah had said.
That was sad, though. I didn’t want to see my babies not need me. However, it was a proud moment too. They were independent, strong, smart, and capable. They were definitely the best kids ever. All three of them were.
“Do you think we will raise the triplets to be such good kids too?” I asked Joaquin as we watched all the kids playing in their own little games.
“I don’t see why not. We’re not going to do anything differently. They will grow up and be fine kids, just like the others. But they will be themselves, so they will definitely be different as well.”
“I know. And I am looking forward to that too.”
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Riviana
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It was December now. The house was decorated for Christmas, and everyone was feeling festive. The kids were singing carols all the time. And I couldn’t get enough of it all. Also, I was into my final month and each day that I made it now made my boys that much stronger. However, it also seemed to make them that much bigger too.
I am serious, I felt that by the time it reached the fifteenth, my belly had doubled in size just since the month started. It was insane. Then again, the babies do gain the most over the last month. They were packing on the weight so that they would be stronger and healthier when they were born.
I wasn’t allowed to do much now. I couldn’t even move my own wheelchair. Joaquin and Griffin were too afraid that I could go into labor at any time. I didn’t think that it was that bad though, I only had like three weeks left until the boys were due. I had made it a lot further than anyone expected me to. And I was still determined to keep them in as long as I could. I was going to get them as strong as possible.
I liked seeing how much everyone was enjoying the festive holiday season. I liked seeing the kids making handmade ornaments and going outside to build snowmen. I may not have liked that I couldn’t participate, but I did like seeing the joy in my kids’ eyes. That was gift enough for me.
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The days moved on in peace like that. One after the other, they steadily went by. And before I knew it, it was Christmas morning. I could tell that Joaquin was getting more and more paranoid by the day. He wasn’t worried about the babies not being safe anymore, but was worried about me just randomly going into labor and him having to get me to the hospital in some sort of rush. He was worried about what might happen when he took me to the hospital. Basically, he was just being his usual worrywart self.
I wasn’t going to let his paranoia ruin my holiday though. I was going to enjoy the time that I was able to spend with my children before I had the babies. That was why I had Joaquin take me down to the dining room for the annual Christmas breakfast that we ate before presents were opened. Of course, you know he wanted me to stay in the bedroom and have breakfast brought to me, but I refused.
“I am going to enjoy this day, Joaquin. It’s Christmas.” That was my answer when he tried to tell me to take it easy today. “I am taking it easy. I am in my wheelchair and I am only spending time with the kids. It’s not like I am dancing and swinging from the chandelier.”
“If you get defiant enough, you will. I know you.” He laughed when he said it, because we both knew that I wouldn’t risk the babies like that.
“Oh hush, Fido.” I laughed at him. “I think it might finally be time for me to use that choke chain I got you.” I laughed at the memory of your first Christmas together.
“Oh Goddess, don’t remind me of that.” He was laughing at the memory as he complained about it. “I still can’t believe you.”
“Me? You’re the one that got me that stupid car with the Little Bunny license plate. How could you!? That was mortifying. And it was the officially registered plate, and it was in your name of course. So, I couldn’t change it even though I wanted to. That was hell at the time.” We were both laughing now.
“Mommy? What are you and Daddy laughing about?” Talia asked from next to me at the table.
“Oh nothing much, baby girl. We were just remembering our first Christmas together. It was a long time ago, but I still remember it quite clearly.”
“Yeah, that was back when Mommy and Daddy were just starting to like each other, and we got each other some really funny gifts.” Joaquin added.
“I still have that bracelet too. I haven’t worn it in a long time, but it’s still there. I still have all the gifts that your daddy gave me. Well, all the ones that weren’t food. I kept them all. Even the Jeep is down in the garage.” Thinking about it, I was proud to keep those things. They brought back such fond memories.
We all talked as we finished breakfast. It was a good morning and we shared lots of memories.
“Oh, Reagan, Rika, when you were less than a month old, so exactly eight years ago, your dad tried to give you those powered cars for Christmas. Rika, yours was a princess carriage.”
“I don’t like those.” She narrowed her eyes.
“I know that. I even told him that you might not like them as you got older. That was when he gave them to some other kids that we knew. He didn’t want his precious Rika growing up to hate him.” That made the kids laugh, seeing what he had done and all.
“I never would have hated Daddy. If he got me a toy I didn’t like, I would still be happy because he got me something in the first place.”
