We're a family (The Pheacker Family)

Day by Day

A:N: sorry I took such a long break

7 months later...

Phillip

I was 8 months pregnant. Jack just turned 1 years old. I've made the decision to get my tubes tied after having this baby. I'm too old to be having all these kids. Especially 2 under 2. I rolled out my bed and put a robe on. I walked downstairs and was greeted by my babygirl. She's getting big so fast.

All of the kiddos just had birthdays as well. Andy just turned 23 and has his first baby on the way. Syrus just turned 5 months my first grandbaby. They are going to wait till birth to find out the gender. E is 17 and finally exploring their sexuality and gender. Which I'm very proud of and my little girl Jamie just turned 10 and she's growing up to be an amazing little lady and baby Jack just turned 1 and is walking. The more he grows the more he looks like me and then I'm 8 months pregnant with a little girl my last baby. It's very bitter sweet.

In honor of Frances...My step sister that just passed recently. I will be naming her such. Life comes and goes and it's so scary. To think my dad is in his 60s still holding on to that hair. He recently got married to Thomas. Who would've known that they would end up together after all these years. They're happy. I'm happy for them.

"Mama!" Jamie yelled

"Yes mamas. Please don't yell it's 8:30 in the morning." I said picking her up.

"Mama I want...French toast uncrustable for breakfast." She said softly

"Is this another one of those TikTok recipes." I chuckled putting her down

"Well yeah but it looked realllly good mama." She smiled

I nodded and walked over to the fridge. Frances was kicking my side pretty hard. I rubbed my belly hoping it would soothe her while she's in there.

I started cooking. I was a good 20 mins into it before I heard yelling from the back room. I sped walked to the back and seen Syrus yelling at Andy...

"Hey hey! What's going on here?" I said concerned.

I looked over and I looked at Andy. He was hurt. There was small amounts of blood. He sat there like he was in pain. He was mute..

"Andy honey..!" I rushed to his side. "Baby...did you hurt yourself again. You can't keep doing this. You're stressing Syrus and the baby out." I said wiping his face with a towel.

He shooed me away whimpering. Andy has always suffered with mental health. He inherited it from Alexander. My father suffered heavily from mental health. One of the reasons he isn't here today.

I continued cleaning his face and just talking to him trying to comfort him. I gave him his medication and just made sure he was okay.

"Sleep Andy. Please." I said worriedly

"O-Okay mama."

I seen him close his eyes and soon he was sleep. What am I going to do with this kid man..