Right Time, Right Place

Part 91

Thursday, August 25th
Carmen - 19
Blake - 5
Logan & Daniel - 3
Baby - Month 4, Week 16

Amelia's POV:

Owen and I came home that night after moving Carmen in. The adjustment has been difficult. It will only get worse with Blake going to school next week. I hear the sounds of our kids yelling from downstairs while I am still in my bed.

Once I come downstairs, I walk into the dining room where I see Blake's food all over the table. She is sitting there in the chair with her knees up to her chin and her arms wrapped around her legs. "She won't eat." Owen says as he walks into the room. "I sent the boys outside to play, I have tried to reason with her but she threw the food all over the table and on my face. But now I have to get ready to go to work." He merely glances at me then leaves the room.

I sit down at the table, "Do you want to talk Blake?" I softly ask her.

She shakes her head and looks away from me, putting her face into her knees.

"I know you miss Carmen baby, but you have to eat."

"I don't want too!" She cries.

I stand up to pick her up but she kicks me, right into my stomach. "Blake!" I say quickly. She jumps out of the chair and runs to her bedroom. I sigh and rub my bump, I feel the baby move around.

I decide to let Blake be alone for a bit and sit on the porch to watch the twins play on the swing set. A few minutes later I hear the door open and look up to see Owen, "Did she eat?" He asks.

I shake my head, "No. She kicked me in the stomach though."

"She what!? Do we need to go to the doctor?"

"No. It's fine, it wasn't that hard. I know she probably didn't mean to either, she is just upset. She is also young, so she doesn't know how to properly process her emotions or she is just holding them in like you." I sigh and cross my arms over top of my bump.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean Amelia?" He scoffs

"Owen. You and I have barely talked since we left Carmen's dorm. You completely shut down. We just take care of the kids. You literally sleep facing away from me, and you NEVER do that. You are not the only one hurting here, I am sad too. Our daughter is on the other side of the United States. You need to stop holding all your emotions in, you are going to break."

"I am trying not to break because I am the one who has to hold this family together! One of us has to have it together Amelia. We are working full time jobs as surgeons with 3 young kids, and you are pregnant." I can tell he is getting mad so I stand up. I try to reach for his arm to calm him down but he moves away from me.

"Owen, please. We don't have to have it all together. We are going to have bad days, but you and I seriously need to work together to get through them. We can't be acting like this."

He sighs and looks at his watch, "I need to go to work."

"Can April cover for you? We need to talk." I say softly.

He shakes his head, "No I'm going. I'll be home tonight unless I get tied up."

"Alright" I say feeling slightly defeated as I sit back down on the porch swing when he goes inside.

After sitting there for a little bit, I stand up and look at the boys, "Logan, Daniel let's go inside. You boys can play in the playroom. It's going to start raining."

"Okay mama!" They yell as they run up to the porch. I let them go inside and they take off for the play room. I walk upstairs and knock lightly on Blake's door, "Blake. Can I come in?"