James/Carvelli Extras

Parenting (N+M)

Nyla

"Oh my god."

"Think I'm gonna throw up."

"Oh my god."

"Why is it green?"

"Oh my god."

"How did he do that?"

"That's your son." I rub Mateo's shoulder

"Oh, baby, no. Don't make me clean it." Mateo shakes his head with fear in his eyes.

"We're a team. You clean the sink and I'll clean Apollo, again," I say

Mateo sighs and nods, "Okay. Team."

"Hi, my sweet boy." I walk to the sink and pick up Apollo. His legs covered in his own shit "Okay. I'll go to the tub and wash him off, then clean the tub after," I say to Mateo, moving from the bathroom sink to the tub.

"Remind me to come back and properly clean this with bleach after we put the twins to bed," Mateo says as I set Apollo down in the other baby tub.

"Okay... I know, baby. I know," I coo as Apollo starts to get fussy. He definitely knows he's going to have another bath. He hates them.

"I'm gonna get Val ready," Mateo says and I hum in response.

I soothingly wash Apollo again, making sure to not move him in any way that will make him fussy.

The twins have been home for two months, now. Mateo and I are still getting used to parenting. His parents come by almost everyday and stayed over during the first month. But now they want us to slowly start doing things on our own.

Mama Elena brings groceries for us, helps clean and watches the twins when we have to go into school. Sometimes we even bring the twins with us and our professors don't mind.

This isn't how I'd expect to be living my life at 18, but I enjoy it. I wouldn't have had the twins if I didn't know I was ready; If I didn't know Mateo was gonna be a good father.

We just passed 1 year together and it shocked us both. We went out for dinner for the first in awhile and sat there and thought about the year we had.

We both felt like it had been years we've been together but that's because becoming parents we had learned so much more about each other faster than a normal couple.

I was nervous, I told him that. I don't want our relationship to deteriorate because we had kids early or because we've lived together for so long.

And we talked about it. We're a team, we communicate and we stay patient with each other.

But we still need to have fun together, be young together. We go out, we go to concerts and go for small dates.

We also try to prioritize Zay. We take him out with us, we let him stay up with us sometimes and we try to be his best friends and parents at the same time.

It's hard parenting a sibling I only met a year ago. Especially since I'll never get to have a full sibling experience with him.

"All clean, sweet boy," I sigh and stand up to grab his towel.

As soon as I turn Apollo bursts into tears.

"I'm right here, baby. I'm not going anywhere. Don't worry." I bend back down and pick him up in the towel.

He starts hiccuping behind his fussiness and I wrap him in his towel, cradling him in my arms.

"You're gonna go to papa and get dressed and be a nice fresh clean boy," I coo walking out of the bathroom and across the hall to the twins nursery.