neighbours...

April 3rd

"Okay Mollie, we need one really big push now!" The doctor said.

"I CAN'T" I screamed, labour is definitely one of the worst things I've gone through.

"Come on baby! you've got this" Taylor stated.

I pushed as hard as I could, the most amazing sound of my baby's cry filled the room, "Congratulations its a girl".

"One final push and you'll have both of your babies!"

I did as she said, but this time there was no cry...

"Why isn't he crying" I panicked.

"Taylor what's wrong with him!" I cried.

"Mollie... its alright don't worry! he's perfectly healthy, he just isn't a crier" the doctor informed me, I instantly relaxed and let out a massive sigh of relief.

"Were just going to clean him up a little bit then you can hold him"

"What about my little girl?"

"She isn't as ready for the world as this little fella, so she's gone with the nurses while they help her, but don't worry she's in perfect hands"

"Can I go with her?"

"Not yet, you need to rest and this little guy needs you right now"

"Taylor go with her! please I don't want her to be on her own" I cried.

"I'll go and take care of her Moll don't worry" He said as he kissed my temple and left to follow the nurses with my baby.

Danielle came in to keep me company while Taylor was gone.

"Do you want to hold him?" the nurse asked.

I held my arms out for her to place him in, I looked down at him, he's so small, but he looks just like Taylor he is gorgeous. His little eyes were scrunched up tightly so I didn't know whether he had my deep blue eyes of if he had Taylors lighter blue eyes, he had a mixture of both of our hairs, it wasn't as dark as mine but it wasn't as light as Taylors either, it was a hazel brown colour, and it was long and wavy for a baby.

I gave him to Danielle, I knew she was dying to hold him.

"Oh Mollie, he is perfect!" she cooed.

I shut my eyes and before I knew it sleep took over... childbirth is a hard and tiring process.

Slowly my eyes adjusted to the bright white lights, Taylor was asleep next to me in the chair with my baby spread across his chest, he looked beautiful, his hair had fallen over his eyes and he had drooled a little bit. I sat up and reached for our little boy, I laid his in my arms and admired his beauty... once Taylor wakes up I want to go and see my little girl.

"You have a sister baby, but she is a little bit poorly at the minute... but don't worry because mummy is going to make sure nothing bad happens to her, or to you, because I love you both so much!" I whispered to him.

"Moll, she is perfect just like him... she looks just like you, she's so small" he said causing me to jump a little bit.

"Did you here me talking to him?" I asked embarrassed

"I did, your the best mummy already!"

"How can you say that when one of my babies is poorly and I cant do anything for her" I said crying.

"She is fine Moll, the Doctors took her off the machines earlier this morning she is just sleeping waiting for you!" he told me wiping away my tears, he took one baby from my arms and replaced it with the other.

Once my eyes met her small fragile body, my family finally felt complete, I had all 3 of my babies and they were all healthy.

"I love all of my babies" I said looking at Taylor.

"What do you mean all? we have 2" he said confused.

"No- I have 3"

"What?!" he said angrily.

"Your my biggest baby" his face softened and he kissed my lips.

"So are we naming them or are we just going to call them baby 1 and 2 forever?" Taylor said, as he held the door open letting the family come in to see the babies.

"I thought we decided on names, when we found out I was having twins?"

"Well I wasn't really listening to you... hey don't pull that face id just found out I was going to be a daddy to not only one baby but two, so forgive me for not paying attention"

"Your lucky I love you" I laughed.

"So mummy what are my grandkids going to be called?" Ryan asked as he held my little boy in his arms.

"Skylar and Noah" I said proudly.

"Perfect just like them" Danielle said rocking Skylar in her arms.

"No Taylor! Your doing it wrong... move I will do it, like I do everything" I snapped.

"Sorry Tay, I didn't mean that I'm just really tired" I said as I put Noah in his car seat and strapped him in, I then did the same with Skylar.

"I'll get Noah and all the bags, you get Sky" He let out in a upset tone, I knew he was annoyed that I snapped at him. I didn't argue I just got Sky and walked out of the hospital towards the car. I sat in the car while Taylor packed everything into the boot, Noah and Sky were sleeping in the back. He slammed the boot closed causing me to jump, he was definitely pissed off with me.

"Tay-" he stopped me,

"Don't Moll, I'm not in the mood" he huffed.

"Sorry" I sighed.

I turned to look out of the window of the car, a tear found its way onto my cheek followed by multiple others, I tried to hold my sobbing so Taylor didn't hear, but I found it hard so let out a soft whimper getting his attention.

"Moll... I'm sorry"

"No its not your f-fault, it was me I'm the b-bitch, I s-shouldn't have s-spoke to you l-like that in the h-hospital, do you h-hate me?" I cried.

"No baby, I would never hate you!" he whispered gently.

We pulled up at home, and due to my crying I must have fell asleep, Taylor must have taken the babies inside, unpacked the car, and then carried me inside because I woke up in bed being spooned by my baby daddy.