***Sequel to Beauty and The Beast***
Brock and Casey have been married for five years now. Casey hasn't wrestled since the wedding but Brock's been busy working with the WWE on and off for the past few years. After his contract expires, he decide...
The morning sickness I suffered with the day of the fight continued throughout the next two months of my pregnancy. I thought that once I made it into my second trimester, everything would be smooth sailing but boy was I wrong. I didn't know if it was my age or what but that pregnancy was by far the hardest of them all. I was constantly ill to the point that towards the end, I was put on bed rest. It drove me insane to stay in my room all day but if I didn't do as the doctor wished, he would put me in the hospital and I certainly didn't want that.
Once I was out of action, Brock had to take over my daily to-do lists and it drove me mad. The kids tried to make the best of it but I had gotten anonymous complaints that he didn't pack their lunches right and that he tended to forget their mid-day snacks. Not only that but he didn't fold the laundry the way I did nor did he organize anything he put away. I had a lot of work cut out for me after this baby was born but I didn't complain. I knew he was trying and that's all that mattered.
By January, I was six days overdue and in panic mode. My doctor had given me some ideas on how to jump start labor on my own and I did everything he mentioned about thirty times. I walked, I went up and down stairs, I ate spicy food, but nothing worked! I was tired, I was fat, and I was annoyed.
Eventually, Brock took the kids to Olivia's and drove me to the hospital. I had words with the ER doc and made him admit me to labor and delivery. Thankfully, they started Pitocin and broke my water. And yes, I said thankfully. Was I happy about the pain? No. Was I happy to not be pregnant? Yes! When those first few contractions hit, I cried. Not out of pain but out of pure happiness.
Within five hours of breaking my water, I was ready to push and at 11:49PM, Emma Jade Lesnar was born. She was seven pounds, eight ounces and a perfectly healthy baby girl. And for those of you wondering, I had my tubes tied right after delivery. So no, there are no more Lesnar babies in the future and Brock and I both agreed on that.
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Emma completed our family and now, she's a feisty two year old with a big attitude. Ajay is six and is enjoying first grade more than I thought he would. Natalie just turned seven and has already won two blue ribbons showing her new pony, Lilly, in local competitions. Turk and Duke still live with their mother but visit on the weekends and holidays. They just started middle school and their hormones are already flaring over twin girls in their math class. Alanna's thirteen and just recently won first place with Surprise in the state competition. I never thought that horse would be show material but she proved me wrong. And lastly, there's Mya. She's eighteen and starting college in the fall. Brock's had a really hard time with it but I think he'll come around. She got accepted into the state university on a full scholarship and is pursuing her dream to be a pediatrician. I know she can do it, she's got a sixth sense with children...
To say the least, a lot is about to change in the Lesnar household. Mya's moving out, Alanna just hit the teen years, Natalie and Ajay are both in elementary school now, and Emma is in the terrible two stage. We've got pretty much all stages of life here but I wouldn't have it any other way.
Brock and I both have a rocky past but even through all the hurt that we've both endured, neither of us would ever think of taking it back. Without all of that, we wouldn't be who we are today...
You know, right before our wedding, I read a lot of books on marriage. I was determined to make this my last and I knew if anyone could make it work, it was Brock and I. But now I think of something I read in one of them:
"A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person." -Mignon McLaughlin
I never thought that quote could be any more true than I do now. Sharing my life with him has been interesting, we've had many bumps in the road. Him returning to the UFC put a damper on our marriage and at times, risked my health, but I could never be mad at him for it. Every time I saw him, I fell in love over and over again...
There's a lot of people out there that think he returned for the money but believe me when I say that we don't need it. He did it because he had something to prove and he proved it, alright...
He's a stubborn beast but at least he's my stubborn beast.
