life of wenclair with twins

4th child

**Wednesday's POV:**

The afternoon sun cast a warm, golden glow through the windows, bathing the living room in light. Ethan and Ellie were playing with their building blocks on the rug, their laughter ringing through the house. Willow, at ten months old, was crawling around with a determined look on her face, occasionally stopping to babble excitedly at her siblings.

I sat on the couch, watching them with a mixture of pride and melancholy. It seemed like just yesterday Ethan and Ellie were put on our doorstep, tiny and fragile, and now they were energetic toddlers, full of curiosity and mischief. Willow was growing rapidly too, her first birthday just around the corner.

A sudden wave of emotion hit me. The realization that our children were growing up so fast, slipping through my fingers like sand. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I tried to blink them away, but it was no use.

Enid, sensing my shift in mood, came over and sat beside me. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked softly, her hand gently rubbing my back.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my voice. "They're growing up so quickly, Enid. It feels like I'm going to wake up one day, and they'll be off to college. I'm just... I'm not ready for them to grow up."

Enid nodded, her expression thoughtful. "I know, Wednesday. It's bittersweet, watching them grow. But think of all the wonderful moments we have ahead of us."

I nodded, but the tears continued to fall. "I know, but sometimes it just feels overwhelming. I want to cherish every moment, but time moves so fast."

Enid looked at me, her eyes soft with understanding. "I understand, Wednesday. It's hard. But we're doing our best, and we have each other."

I nodded, grateful for her support. And then, without thinking, Enid said something that took me completely by surprise. "Maybe we could think about having a fourth child."

Her words hung in the air, and I looked at her, stunned. Enid's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly stood up. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to just blurt that out. I... I need to check on the kids."

She walked briskly to the living room, leaving me sitting there, my mind racing.

**Enid's POV:**

I felt my face burn with embarrassment as I walked away from Wednesday. I hadn't meant to say that out loud, but the thought had been lingering in my mind for a while now. Seeing how much joy our children brought us, despite the challenges, made me wonder if we might have room in our hearts for one more.

But I hadn't meant to spring it on Wednesday like that, especially when she was feeling so emotional. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart, and joined Ethan and Ellie in their play.

"Mommy, look what we built!" Ethan exclaimed, showing me a towering structure of blocks.

"Wow, that's amazing!" I replied, trying to focus on their enthusiasm.

Ellie tugged at my sleeve. "Can we build another one, Mommy?"

"Of course, sweetheart," I said, kneeling down to help them. My mind, however, kept drifting back to Wednesday and what I had just said.

After a while, I heard soft footsteps approaching. Wednesday appeared at the doorway, her eyes still a bit red but her expression calmer. She walked over and sat beside me on the floor, her gaze focused on the twins.

"Enid," she began softly, "about what you said... do you really think we could handle another child?"

I looked at her, my heart in my throat. "I don't know," I admitted. "I just... I see how much joy they bring us, and part of me wonders if we have more love to give. But I didn't mean to blurt it out like that, especially when you were upset."

Wednesday was silent for a moment, her eyes thoughtful. "It's just... it's a big decision. And we've been through so much already. But you're right. Our children are a blessing. It's something we'd need to really think about."

I nodded, feeling a bit more relieved. "Yes, we don't have to decide anything right now. I just wanted to share what I was feeling."

We sat there, watching Ethan and Ellie play, the air between us feeling lighter. Willow crawled over, looking up at us with her big, curious eyes. Wednesday picked her up, holding her close.

"She's growing so fast," Wednesday said, her voice tinged with both sadness and pride. "They all are."

I leaned against her, feeling a sense of peace. "They are. And whatever we decide, we'll face it together. As a family."

**Wednesday's POV:**

As the day went on, I found myself thinking more about what Enid had said. The idea of having another child was daunting, but it also stirred something within me. The love I felt for our children was boundless, and perhaps there was room for more.

Later that evening, after we had put the kids to bed, Enid and I sat together on the couch, a comfortable silence settling between us. I turned to her, taking her hand in mine.

"Enid, about earlier... I've been thinking. Maybe we should seriously consider it. Having another child, I mean."

Her eyes widened slightly, then softened with understanding. "Really?"

I nodded. "Yes. It's a big decision, but I think if we approach it together, with love and care, we could handle it. Our family has so much love to give."

She smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. "I think so too. But we should take our time, make sure it's the right choice for all of us."

"Absolutely," I agreed. "We'll talk about it, plan, and make sure we're ready."

We sat there, holding each other, the future feeling a bit brighter. There were still challenges ahead, but knowing we faced them together made everything seem more manageable.

**Enid's POV:**

The next morning, we woke up with a sense of purpose. The idea of expanding our family was no longer just a fleeting thought, but a real possibility. We spent the day discussing it in more detail, considering all the factors involved.

We talked about the logistics, the financial aspects, and the emotional readiness. We also thought about how it would affect Ethan, Ellie, and Willow. We wanted to make sure they felt loved and supported, no matter what.

As the days turned into weeks, our discussions became more concrete. We sought advice from friends and family, weighing their input carefully. Yoko and Divina, always supportive, offered to help in any way they could, reminding us of the strong support network we had.

Eventually, we made the decision. We would try for another child, knowing it would be a journey filled with both joy and challenges. But we were ready to face it together, our hearts full of love and hope.

**Wednesday's POV:**

The months that followed were a whirlwind of preparation and anticipation. We shared the news with our family, who were overjoyed and supportive. Morticia and Gomez, in particular, were thrilled at the prospect of another grandchild.

Our days were filled with planning and making sure we were ready for the new addition to our family. Ethan and Ellie were excited about the idea of a new sibling, and even Willow seemed to sense the excitement in the air.

One evening, as we sat together on the porch, watching the sunset, I turned to Enid, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. "I'm so glad we're doing this together," I said, my voice filled with emotion.

Enid smiled, squeezing my hand. "Me too, Wednesday. Our family is everything to me."

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over our home, I felt a profound sense of peace. Whatever the future held, I knew we would face it with love and resilience, our family growing stronger with each passing day.