Dominating Love ✓

[Chapter Fifty-Two]

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Chapter Fifty-Two

For the next month I took Chase's advice and we agreed to hold off on anymore decisions. The babies were shifting and it didn't do any good to make myself sick over making a decision when I didn't know for sure if I had two options. It was looking like I did, but you never know. When I hit thirty weeks, that was when we started finalizing plans.

The nursery was beautiful and when It was finished I cried; it was everything I wanted it to be. The cribs were sweet as they contrasted but complimented each other. They were as unique as our twins would be. The final thing that got to me was when their names were elegantly printed above their cribs and we found the little crowns that would go over the cribs with netting hanging on either side of the crib, against the wall.

They were our little prince and princess. Every negative emotion I ever had was melting away and we just over a month away from meeting them. Some nights Chase and I would experiment with new positions that would be comfortable for me and others we layed in bed just thinking about them.

We dreamed of who they would be and who's eyes they would have. Would they want to continue the family business or become a singer, dancer, lawyer or maybe a barista? Would we be able to guide them into being good people? Would they ask at sixteen to get a piercing or tattoo?

Was Maria going to hate carrots and would Markus love that she did so he could have more? Would they get along like Riley and I? Would they love sports or art? There was so much future to look forward to, so much we wanted to learn about them.

We wanted to know everything about them, what they hate and if we would need to fight with them to eat their broccoli, something my parents had to deal with. But that was all years later. Would they take to breastfeeding? Will they be quiet babies who sleep through the night of the kind that keeps us up all hours of the night for a year?

Will they know our voices and will we be good parents?

"I just want to hold them; I want them here with us." When they gave them to me in that delivery room; that will instantly become the best day of my life. Chase and I had a wedding that was a dream. Marrying him was the best thing I ever did; until now.

They would be little angels no matter what.

"I just want to see you with them." Chase kissed the top of my head. He was sitting against the headboard and I was leaning back into him; it was the most comfortable position now. I would never take for granted the ability to sleep however the fuck I want again.

"I just want to see you holding one of them in the hospital room while I have the other or they sleep." The site of Chase with a baby is enough to give me baby fever again. When people joke about baby fever they clearly don't understand because it's very much a real thing.

You start craving the feeling of being pregnant and getting another tiny bundle of five to ten pound happiness. Well, generally; I sure as hell hope that Markus and Maria aren't like eleven pounds each. My doctor made no promises, but she said that twins are usually closer to six pounds. Watch; I would be the one to have a twelve pound baby or something.

They would do an ultrasound tomorrow and tell us the approximate size and predict the weight; not that it means it's actually accurate. Thirty weeks; we needed to make decisions so that my doctor is prepared for when I do go into labor.

We stayed up most the night talking about all the possibilities that they could be like and the next morning we went to the doctor. The ultra sound did concluse that I had an option for a normal birth and after talking it over with her for a half hour; we decided as a family, with her help, to forgo the cesarean. She did warn me that there was the risk the babies could be distressed; if that happened I wouldn't have a choice anymore and I was okay with that.