For the Love of our Child (Camren)

No one said Kids were Easy

"How mad was she?"

"Oh, extremely. But she was more freaked then mad."

"I would be too if you came home with Levi or Milo's leg broken."

Normani stopped brushing her teeth to look at her wife with a perplexed expression. "Levi or Milo?" She mumbled through a mouthful of toothpaste.

Ally smiled at her through the mirror and nodded as she continued to rub her lotion into her hands. "Yeah. Mila came up with them for the baby. What do you think?"

Normani thought about it as she continued cleaning her teeth before bed, "I like Levi.." She says after spitting and rinsing. "And the name Milo is cool too, we could use that for the next one."

Ally couldn't help but smile at "the next one", leaning against the double sink to watch her finish getting ready for bed. "That sounds like a good idea.."

"Normani, Ally and Levi." She smiled as she wiped her mouth with a hand towel and made her way into their bedroom with Ally.

Ally laughed, taking off her robe and hanging it on the bathroom door before crawling into the bed beside her wife. "Perfect. Our perfect little family." She beamed.

Normani nodded and placed a hand on her bump, rubbing softly with a smile. "I love it."

"Me too." Ally smiled, placing her hand on her.

Normani smiled back and gave her a kiss before looking at her bump once again and speaking directly to their son. "What about you, kiddo? You like the name Levi?"

She was met with two swift kicks, making her laugh. "I'm going to take that as a yes."

Ally laughed with a nod, clutching her hand. "We need a middle name."

Normani slowly grinned in excitement as she came up with one. "I have the perfect--"

"No, we're not naming him Levi Jean!"

"Damnit."

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Camila finally climbed into bed as tired as she ever felt and melted into the soft mattress, moaning in relief. Not only had Harper broken her leg, but Lia had somehow ended up getting sick and was throwing up all night. It was already one in the morning and she was just now getting in bed. She wasn't even in her pajamas yet. She spent all night by her daughters side, aiding her.

Now, the two and a half year old was finally asleep. Also, not only had she been taking care of Amelia all night, but also Harper. The poor little girl couldn't exactly do anything on her own at the moment and so she had her mother at her beck and call.

Lauren had tried to help as best as she could but there were some things only Camila knew how to do 'right'. Not that Lauren didn't know how to take care of their children, she did. But to the kids, mommy did some things better then momma because she was home more. And while Camila found that flattering, it was also very tiring.

Camila shut her eyes and covered them with her arm, trying to find the strength to get up and take a shower after her long day.

Lauren came upstairs a minute later after cleaning up the kitchen and living room, hopefully to Camila's satisfaction. She felt terrible that she had to do most of the work with their kids.

Lauren frowned when she saw Camila sprawled out on their bed in a heap of exhaustion. Sighing, she walked over to her side of the bed and sat down gently, rubbing her back. "Baby?"

"What?" Camila mumbled against her arm, feeling too exhausted to even speak.

"C'mon, you can't go to sleep in your clothes. You have to change. I'll help you." Lauren stood and walked to her dresser, pulling it open and grabbing one of her many sleeping shirts that was originally her softball jersey.