It's Time

One Step at a Time

It's been two weeks since our sweet baby girls were born, and they've finally been cleared to come home. In true Spencer and Olivia fashion, we haven't told anyone about the girls' arrival yet. With the babies being in the NICU and Spencer's legal issues still looming, we wanted to be able to adjust without all of the background noise.

My husband is truly the most incredible partner I could've asked for. We didn't have time to prepare for the babies, and when I was discharged, but they weren't, it was a little tough for me to reconcile. He got everything cleared out of his home office, and our baby girls have the most magical nursery to come home to this afternoon. I don't think he's slept in a week. Jace, of course, was all too eager to help.

"Ready to go? Time to bring my girls home." Spencer beams.

"I've never been more ready. Any update on the paparazzi situation? I know you told me not to worry, but you're about to be in contract negotiations, and I don't want this to mess things up for you." I cup his face placing a tender kiss on his lips.

"Today is about Josslyn and Sienna. Everything else can wait." He offers me a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

Spencer has been avoiding his legal woes all week and instead poured himself into finishing the girls' nursery. He's jumping from one distraction to the next, and I get it— I do. However, things are eventually going to slow down, and when that happens, we'll still have to deal with the fallout from the restaurant that day.

"Let me just grab my purse! I'll meet you at the car." I opt not to pry.

My phone buzzes, and I peek to make sure it's no one important.

Julia: I don't think my Aunt is going to be able to help Spencer after all. The coercion angle was all her plan. I just found her messages with Brandon. I'm sorry, Liv.

I throw my phone in frustration. This lady is fucking unhinged. She's tried to ruin a lot for me in the past few weeks, but not today. Spencer is right. Today is about Josslyn and Sienna. That sociopath will have to be tomorrow's problem.

My nerves take over as I walk to the car. I look around my home at Jace's drawings on the fridge and Bentley's toys in the middle of the floor. Everything is about to change. They're so strong but so fragile all at the same time. They're counting on Spencer and me. What if we don't get it right— if we mess them up?

I quickly remove the negative thoughts, not giving in to my anxiety, and climb in the car excited for this next step. My husband takes my hand, and every worry I have disappears. We are the very best team, and it may have taken me a long time to realize it, but I've never had more faith in the two of us than I do right now.

Sienna came out at 5lbs 2oz, and Josslyn weighed 4lbs 14oz, which is incredible considering they were eight weeks early. The girls pass their car seat test with flying colors, and just like that, Spencer and I are walking out of the hospital with our baby girls in tow. Michelle guided us through the employee entrance so we could get in and out without attracting a lot of attention.

I strap the girls in and check for the millionth time to ensure everything is secure. They are the most perfect babies I've ever seen, and I can't believe they came from Spencer and me.

After what feels like the longest drive ever, we're finally home, and I'm anxious to hold my babies. Spencer brings the girls in, and as quickly as he sets the car seats down, I'm taking them out. I love that he finished the nursery, but the girls will definitely be in our room for the foreseeable future. I'm never taking my eyes off of them.

I position myself comfortably on the couch with the girls in my arms and stare in awe of how enchanting they are. They're not even doing anything special, but I don't care. I hear Spencer on the phone, but I'm too lost in our girls to focus on whatever he's dealing with.