We're not who we use to be

chapter 20 Faster?

I had went out to the store to buy some things for Harry's birthday party. He loves the Steelers. I went and called The Flour Child and asked for a cake two weeks ago.  I went and picked it up today.  I was an odd ball when I was younger. I wasn't like the other girls. Ever did I wear makeup,  dresses,  earrings. All I wore was t shirts jeans shorts camo sneakers and boots.  Not any kind of boots, Hunting boots. I still go with Jacob and Emma. Cleo is a tomboy but she doesn't hunt. She likes to be with Harry. She nits and crochets blankets for herself Harry me Emma and Jacob. She loves to make clay sculptures and she made a cup that looked exactly like my toothbrush holder I made in 8th grade.  The kids greet me and Harry hugs me than kissed me. 

"Help with the groceries please," I say. 

They nod and start carrying the groceries and I went and grabbed the cake.  It was gonna be me the kids and Harry tonight.

We had dinner and the kids went and grabbed their presents for Harry.

"Keep your forks.  I'm gonna grab the candles for the cake," I say. 

I wasn't a singer at all.  Never did like singing.  So we decided to just hum.  After we got done, Harry blew out the candles.  I was smiling.  Harry looks at me and stands up and hugs me. He gave me a kiss.  Harry looks at me and the look he had was very kind and soft. I smirked. 

"What," I ask.

"Toby your the best girl I ever met. That's why I'm looking at you," he says.

"When I first met you I never knew that we would eventually fall in love with each other. With each passing day I love you even more," I say.  "I have always wanted a lot of kids.  So far the dream has been true. I want more than three."

It was true I wanted at least 4-6 kids. He had a look in his eyes that I could have sworn he wanted more kids like I did. 

"We will try OK.  So far we have two tomboys and an actual  boy. You sure you want more kids," he asks. 

"Yes.  I was one outta 6 kids.  You never seen my older siblings.  Than there is my one best friend since 8th grade.  He was a grade below me and I consider him as a brother, so make that 7," I say. 

"OK.  Whatever you say babe," he said. 

"I love you," I whisper.

"I love you too baby," he whispers. 

"Mommy and daddy what are you doing," Emma asks. 

"Having a little talk," I say. 

"Ok," she says. 

Later that night, We went upstairs and tried. After we were done we turn down the radio.   I went and checked if the kids are sleeping right now. 

I check the twins bedroom.  Their up sitting there reading a book I gave them. Huh.  I go to Jacob's room and he's sound asleep.  I go tuck him correctly.   He was half in half out.  Seriously. 

"Harry,  come here please," I say. 

"What's up," he asks. 

"Jacob just woke up and coughed up blood," I say.  "Go get the girls now!"

I pick up Jacob and he looks very pale. He rubs his eyes and looks at me.  Turning his head to the side. 

"Where are you taking me," Jacob asks. 

"To the hospital because you are coughing up blood," I say. 

He panics.  "Will I be ok?"

"The nurses will take care of you," I say.