2 years later
I tap Vinny trying to wake him up out of his sleep
"Hmm"
"Can we go to the store I want pringles" I whisper
"Do you need them right now? Can we go in the morning" he says still sleep
"Ok" I lay back down and wipe my noes with my sleeve
"Are you crying" he whispers and I feel him lift up in the bed.
"No" I mumble and barrie my face in my jacket hood.
"Why are you crying, baby?" He rolls me over so I'm now facing him.
"Because you said you don't love me" I start sobbing
"Now you know I didn't say that, I said can we get the Pringle's tomorrow"
"But I want them now, I would go get them but I can't drive" I sobbed harder
"Ok we'll go get them" he said getting out the bed and helping me get up and put my shoes on
He helped me down the stairs and into the car. When we get to the store, I grab a basket and lean on it.
"Why do you need a basket, you said you wanted Pringles" he stares me down confused.
I twist my face up "you in my business and ion like that" I push the basket down the aisle.
***
I shove a sour cream and onion Pringle in my mouth staring at the tv that's playing cartoons"Ow" I feel a kick in my stomach so I rub it to try and calm them down.
"Ow, you're hurting mommy please stop moving" I turn to lay on my side to stop the pain in my stomach.
The shower turns off and out waltzes Vinny wrapped in a towel
At this point I'm curled in a ball on the bed gripping my belly because I'm in so much pain.
"Are you ok" he ask vastly walking towards me
"I think you should call the doctor, they might be coming"
He rushes to the closet and throws on some clothes and calls the doctor.
"She'll be here in ten minutes, can you walk we got to get to the delivery room"
I technically have a high risk pregnancy so I can't do the water delivery like I wanted but they did say I could give birth at the house. So Vincenzio set up a birthing room in one of the spare bedrooms.
He helps lift me off the bed and walks me down the hall.
I look down and see water run down my leg onto the floor, I tap Vincenzio's arm and show him the puddle on the floor.
I shyly smile as a look of panic sets on his face, and he escorts me into the room in a hurry. 20 minutes later
"Ok mama that was baby A, now for baby B" the doctor tells me and I shake my head.
"I can't, I don't want to do it anymore. It hurts" I cry as I start to feel the urge to push again.
"You can do this amore mia, I believe in you baby" Vinny kisses my temple as I start to push again.(my love)
After baby B comes out I let out a sigh of relief and rest my head back on the bed. Something doesn't feel right.
"Uh oh, it looks like you have one more coming momma" both mine and Vinny's eyes widen in surprise.
"What do you mean one more, you only told us two. I-I can't do another" I cried
"It's possible that baby C was hiding behind baby A during your ultrasounds and through the pregnancy growing in secret" she explained as I got ready to push for the last time.
5 minutes later
"They're beautiful, amore mia" Vinny kisses me on the lips as they take our baby girl away to get cleaned up with her brothers. (My love)
"Ok, parents do we have names" me and Vinny look at each other and nod.
"Baby A - Danato Mateo Ferrari, Baby B - Loreto Antonio Ferrari, and Baby C - Miracle Angela Ferrari"
The end
What a sad moment to see this book come to an end 😔 these characters will be missed but their time to shine has come to a stop.I did end up giving them triples I think someone called it props to you great minds think alike 👏🏽 but this will be all for this book.
I will touch back up on it and do some editing but as of right now I don't plan on taking it any further.
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