Blurred Lines

Bonus Chapter

Kalani's POV- A few months later:

I don't think I've ever been so stressed a day in my life. Well, I probably have but not on this level. Today is my daughter's 5th birthday and it's like nothing is going the way it's supposed to.

The theme was Doc McStuffins because it's Naomi's favorite TV show. It was supposed to be Strawberry Shortcake but when Nick asked her if she liked that idea she said no. That was only a week ago, so I had to change everything in a week.

Her cake? Nowhere to be seen. The decorations? Haven't been put up yet and her friends will be here in less than a few hours. The little white coats I ordered so all the kids could be dressed up? I have no idea where they are. My other kids costumes for the party? They were supposed to be here this morning, but they're late.

Everything was wrong and I wasn't handling it well. Today was supposed to be all about Naomi and nothing is as it should be. Then to top it all off Ezekiel is having a rough day and I can't sit him down for more than three seconds before he screams his little head off. Cleo is also extremely whiny today and wants to be held 24/7.

I'm stressed and I want to down an entire bottle of wine. It's only 11:37 in the morning. Please send help.

"Mama! Can I go play outside?" I groaned hearing Donnie come back downstairs for the 800th time in the last hour. I was trying to finish making the little gift bags for all the kids that were coming to the party, while also holding Ez and keeping him calm, AND watching Cleo who was sitting in her highchair making a mess with her yogurt melts.

"Adonis, please baby, give mama 30 minutes and I will find something for you to do." I mumbled, glancing back at the little boy standing in the kitchen door.

"Okay, but can I have a snack? I'm hungry." I sighed and moved over to the pantry, opening the door and looking back at the seven year old.

"Three things and a juice, then go play in your room or watch TV in the living room. Deal?" He nodded eagerly before basically sprinting into the pantry and looking through all the snacks.

"Ezekiel Marcel, you're gonna have to cry for a few seconds." I uttered to the two year old on my hip as I walked over to his highchair. The second I started messing with it so I could sit him down he started whining and gripping my shirt tighter.

"Ez, please." I sighed as I quickly sat him down. He was screaming so loud I was sure he'd wake the dead. Cleo was just sitting in her highchair looking at him like she was confused as to why he was yelling so loud.

"What's wrong with him?" Adonis asked as he shut the pantry door, his snacks shoved into the pockets of his shorts.

"Cause I put him down. Now go do something so I can finish all this." I had to talk louder than needed for him to hear me over Ez's yelling. I hated how his little face turned red and tears streamed down his chubby little cheeks, but I needed to get these gift bags done and holding him was slowing me down.

I tried to be as quick as possible but then Cleo started crying, then they were both crying and the sound was driving me insane. I would've called one of my men to grab Cleo because there was no way Ez was leaving my side, but they were all busy doing stuff for the party.

Nick and Tristan were outside putting up tables and getting them decorated, Brandon was across town trying to pick up the cake and themed cookies, and Austin was getting all of the decorations we didn't have and last minute gifts. I was by myself with all four of our kids and sadly they were all having a parent-dependent day.

They all wanted to be under me today and I generally didn't have time for any of them to be. I wanted to hold my babies and make them feel better, but I couldn't right now. I wanted to let Don outside, but he'd only get in his dad's way and slow down their process.