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"No, I get it. Football is your number one priority you don't have to explain it to me."
"Hey come on.. don't do this Savannah."
"Just go to practice Patrick."
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Patrick Mahomes has done it all...
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The following day after my birth, Ayla, Jace, and I were allowed to come home. Having our babies home and be healthy was just the most amazing feeling on the entire planet.
Patrick decided to take a week off from practice to help me with the twins. It was important to Patrick to be here for me and the babies as much as he could until I at least had a routine down. It was right around playoff time, so Patrick couldn't afford to miss a game. It was nice Coach Reid was letting Patrick take a week off before a game, I really needed the help and Patrick needed to bond with our babies.
Ever since Ayla and Jace came home Patrick and I have been busy tending to their every need. We were constantly either feeding them, changing a diaper, or trying to get them to sleep. I honestly had no idea how I was gonna do in a couple days when I had to do everything by myself.
I was still recovering from birth, sleep-deprived, and a complete mess. I was wearing the same clothes for days in a row and my hair was in a knot on the top of my head. I had zero time to myself to do anything.
Jace was already down for a nap, but Ayla just wasn't trying to sleep. I held her and rubbed her back gently until she finally fell asleep. I quietly walked up the stairs and put her into her crib, tiptoeing out of the room. Once the door to her nursery was closed I let out a deep breath, finally some peace and quiet.
I walked down the stairs and threw myself on the couch. Patrick came into the room and sat beside my laying body after checking on Jace upstairs.
"Jace is still fast asleep. I thought he woke up because I heard him crying on the baby monitor, but it was just in his sleep." Patrick informed me.
"Good, Ayla finally fell asleep." I huffed as I sat up, on the other side of the couch looking at Partrick.
"Good." Patrick replied before he spoke again. "How are you feeling today?" Patrick asked me lovingly, I simply scoffed at his answer.
"About as good as I look." I replied knowing that I look like an awful mess.
"Stop, you always look beautiful baby. Come here." Patrick demanded with a smile as I crawled over to him and snuggled up against his body.
"I'm so tired, and I really need to shower." I stated randomly.
"Well then why don't you go upstairs, take a shower, put on some fresh clothes, and take a nap?" Patrick suggested before I looked at him funny.
"What about the twins?" I asked sounding shocked.
"What about them? They're sleeping, and if they wake up I can handle it." Patrick stated confidently.
"Are you sure?" I asked Patrick with a sweet smile.
"Yes, now go." Patrick replied playfully before leaning down to kiss my lips quickly. I smiled widely and jumped off the couch and pranced up the stairs.
