You Cheated, I Moved On

Chapter 5- My Life Is Over

Cassidy

It wasn't a long walk back to my house, and we made it there in about 15 minutes. But let me just say it was a nightmare. Lilly threw a fit because her legs hurt, and apparently Violet hit her with her hair. Then Violet got upset because Lilly was staring at her, so she started crying. And then they both wanted me to carry them because they were tired. So I ended up carrying both of them while pushing Logan's stroller. It was hell.

Now Danielle and I are laying in my bed with the three kids watching Toy Story. It was not our plan, but the twins wouldn't lay down in their crib. So, I told them they could nap in my bed. Danielle went on her little speech again about how I can't spoil them so much, blah blah blah. But whatever. Lilly is sleeping on my chest, and Violet is laying in between my legs. They are both sound asleep, and so is Danielle. Carson is just dozing off, but still kind of watching the movie.

I lift Lilly off of my chest and set her next to me. She squirms a bit but soon falls right back to sleep. I sit up and put my hands under Violet's armpits, lifting her to my chest. Her head falls to my shoulder and I smile. I love when my kids lay their head onto me. I feel so warm inside. It makes me happy.

Still smiling I crawl off of the bed with Violet still in my arms. I stand up adjusting my baby, and walk over to where Lilly is in a deep slumber. I grab her with one arm, and her tiny head falls onto my shoulder as well. Right before I walk out of the door Danielle stirs and mumbles to me. "Cass, I swear you are like a super mom." I giggle, and shuffle out of my room.

Super mom, eh? I guess so. I mean I am a single mom of 3 at the age of 23. Wow... You don't hear that to often.

I walk into the twin's bedroom and set both of them into their cribs. I pull their blankets over them, and kiss both of their cheeks. I can't help it. All I want to do is hug and kiss them, and shower them with love. I will do anything for their happiness. Absolutely anything.

Before I leave the room I turn the ceiling fan on low, and the light off. I keep the door open a crack. I hear their soft snores and grin creeps on my face. It reminds me of my mom. She always snores like that while she is sleeping. That reminds me that I have to give her a call.

But first, I have to check on my precious baby boy. I make my way down the hall and peek my head in Logan's room. He is fast asleep, and I take a deep breath. Finally all three of my children are taking a nap at the same time. And even my best friend is sleeping too. This means I get to relax for a while.

I waltz into the living room and plop onto the sofa. As if on cue my phone rings and believe it or not, it's my mother. "Hey mom. I was just about to give you a call." I bite on my finger nail, because that is what i do when I am on the phone. "Cassidy! I haven't talked to you in days! How have you been? How are my wonderful gran-babies?" I can almost see her smile. My mother has always been the type of person that is in a good mood 24/7. She always has a smile on her face, and she lives to make other people smile as well.

"They're good. I took them to the park with Danielle. They are napping now." I wait for her to answer. "When can I see them? Can I come by tonight?" Before I answer I think if I have any plans tonight. I believe I don't.

"That would be wonderful, mom." I laugh. "Tonight it is." We say our goodbyes, and when we hang up my eyes begin to close. I try to open them, but they refuse. And before I know it I am conked out on the sofa.

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Screams. I wake up to the sound of screams. I glance at the clock and it is 2:30. I have been asleep for an hour! I rush down the hallway and into Lilly and Violet's room. They are standing in there cribs with red faces, stained with tears. They are only in there diapers, and I see that they threw there T-Shirts onto the carpet. "Momma! Momma! Momma!" I scratch my temple and walk over to Violet first. She clings onto my neck, and hugs me. I can feel her tears on my shoulder and I feel horrible. Who knows how long they have been crying for. It could have been for 30 minutes.