Chapter 18

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"Ma'am, your dinner has been delivered and is ready in the other room."

"Thanks, Nanny. Will you and Martha look after the babies while we have dinner?"

"Of course, Ma'am. It's time to feed them all. Do you want to help feed them before you have dinner?" Nodding, I reach over and nudge my husband. "Sweetie, it's time to feed the babies." Sluggishly he opens his eyes, looks shifty back towards me, "Is dinner ready?"

"Yes, but we need to feed the babies first."

"No, Mama. Nanny and Martha will feed them this time for us. I have arranged a special dinner for our date night...tonight."

All the babies are still sleeping as we slip quietly out of bed. As soon as we get to the living room, I hear Violet screeching. Instinctively, I rush back to her. The moment I pick her up, she stops. "Ma'am, she's being a pill. I think she wants you to feed her." I am conflicted about what to do. 

My husband is standing there and motions for me to go ahead. "Mama, let's help feed them, our dinner can wait. We will have our dinner date afterward." Nanny hands me a bottle as he picks up Adele. We each feed a baby so they all get down together at the same time. Nanny and Martha will bathe them and get'em all cleaned up.

Our dinner is waiting on us. We head over to find our dinners needing to be warmed up in the microwave. I peek under the cover and it's one of my favorites, grilled shrimp. "Mama, you sit while I take care of warming them up." I watch him place the dinners in the microwave oven. He is carefully monitoring the progress so as to not overcook them. I pour a glass of wine for us while he gets the dinners warmed up. 

Dinner was quiet, we kept sending endearing looks and glances at one another that spoke louder than any words ever could. For now, the suite is deafening quiet, you can hear a pin drop. I am enjoying my silent time with him as I know these moments will be precious and few as time goes by with our growing family. 

 He reaches over to take my hand in his. "Mama I'm so lucky to have you. It scares me sometimes how fragile life is and how it can be gone in the blink of an eye. I am a blessed man to have you, healthy children, and the family we are creating. You have helped me make my every want and desire come true. You know, I finally realized what you told me all those years ago was so true. Everything I wanted and was important to me in life had absolutely nothing to do with money. Your love and having a family, nothing to do with money. I couldn't buy you or anything with my money, you have plenty of your own money. I knew you loved me for me and not what I could buy for you. You are my best love Baby because you inspire me to be the best man I can be. I love and adore you, Mama. Without a doubt, you are 'The One' God created especially for me. I love the family we are creating. This life makes me very happy and satisfied."

Oh my, that was a powerful confession to me. I have heard similar professions from him in the past, but for some reason, this one is really hitting home and making me emotional. Tears leak out and fall down my cheeks. "Darling, to this very day, I have no idea why we are here together and starting a family at this age and stage of our life. It is truly a blessing from God to be on this journey with you, my one and only. I am happy and joyful to be here with you. Also, I am thrilled to be our children's mother. Marriage is a journey into the unknown but parenthood is the ultimate journey we have embarked on. Sweetheart, God blessed us with all these children, we have to figure how to manage them all.  Promise me you will be less rigid and controlling? For us to succeed, we have to be flexible and just let things organically grow and take shape. We cannot control everything they do, every moment of the day, or everything about them. I mean we have to allow the children to grow as individuals with their unique personalities and enjoy them during that process. We give them the foundation and watch them develop into beautiful unique human beings. Sweetheart, this is what good parenting is all about and the thrill of the unknown." 

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