LATER THAT NIGHT
CALLIE'S POV
Everyone has now regained there sanity in the house and nobody is fighting with anyone.....well not yet anyway. Im making dinner in the kitchen with Brandon playing peek-a-boo with Lincoln in his high chair and the other kids are, I dunno, around somewhere I guess.
"Babe, why is it so quiet? Where are they all?" I ask getting curious.
"Ummm, not sure" he says in an unconvinving tone
"What did you do?" I say turning my back to the stove to face him and Lincoln.
"Nothing" he says lauging "I just told them to behave tonight or we wont got to the carnival that is happening next week" he explains
"That doesnt tell me why Hallie and Brooklyn arent fighting. They wouldnt be worried about not going to a carnival, going is usually the threat"
"Yeah well they have to go if they misbehave tonight and Poppy and Luca cant if they misbehave" he replies.
"And you think that'll work" I say smiling knowing his plan is going to fail miserably.
"I know it will work" he says confidently"
"Mhm. Anyway tomorrow you need to go get food and shit for the BBQ yeah?"
"On it babe" he says giving me a quick peck before lifting Lincoln out of his seat "Im gonna give him a bath before dinner" he says walking out of the room
"Okay" I answer continuing with dinner.
AFTER DINNER
We're all in the lounge room and Brandon is upstairs trying to put Lincoln to bed but I can hear him crying from down here.
"Are you gonna go fix that?" Brooklyn says looking at me.
I chuckle and shake my head no "He gets angry and I try to take over cause he thinks I'm undermining him"
"Well tell him I am and that we're trying to watch tv" she answers turning back to the tv.
I laugh and get up heading up the stairs to see what all the fuss is about.
"Whats going on?" I whisper walking into the room with a still screaming Lincoln.
"nothing he's just being a little fussy, its all good" Brandon answers and I know he's wanting me to leave right now.
"Babe, can I help?"
"No callie its fine he'll be down in a few minutes just go back downstairs" he explains. I sigh and walk out quietly making Lincoln scream even louder now that Im out of the room. I go back downstairs and all the kids stair at me knowing I gave in and let Brandon have his way.
"What?!? He's not just my kid" I say defensively "Poppy you have half an hour til bed so make the most of it" I say as I walk out of the room and into the laundry. I do a bit of laundry and then head back out to the lounge and can still hear him bloody crying. I get sick of it and start feeling bad for Lincoln. I run up the stairs and Brandon is standing there rocking him trying to get him to settle.
"Brandon"
"He used to love this, this is how he gets to sleep"
"No. B look." I say grabbing Lincoln. He settles down just from that but then I lay him in his crib on his stomach. "You lay him down, rub his back a little and then put his dummy in his mouth" I explain as I do the actions. "And then you leave the room" I whisper as Lincoln is closing his eyes. I knew this cause I do it almost every night before Brandon gets home from work but he does it rarely. Which he cant help so its ok. Brandon then takes my hand and leads me into the bedroom.
"This has to change" he says closing the door behind him.
I give him a confused look "what has to change?"
"I dont want to not be able to put my kids to sleep just because I dont know how to cause im at work" he says sadly.
"Oh baby. Its not like that. Lincoln is just a little fussy at bed time. You know that"
"I dont want to not be able to put this new baby to sleep"
I smile lightly "You are an amazing dad Brandon and you do know how to put you kids to bed."
"I want to be more hands on Cal"
"Okay well take the kids to school of a morning. They'd love that"
He smiles at the idea "Yeah that could be fun, I'll go tell them" he says excitedly making me giggle. I jump in the shower while Im upstairs and when I get out I go downstairs to tell poppy to go to bed, which doesnt go well.
"Come on Pop dont be difficult" I plead
"No. I want to stay up like the rest of them" she yells
"You're not as old as them baby girl" Brandon says getting down to her height.
"So" she says and her eyes starting to water. This gets Brandon everytime and she knows it but not me. Brandon looks up at me.
"maybe one more hour?" He asks
"No." I say sterning "Bed now Poppy Foster"
"You're mean" she says poking her tongue out at me as she starts stomping up the stairs. I just laugh walking into the lounge where the other kids are amused too.
"Babe, one more hour wouldnt have hurt" Brandon says walking up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist
"Yes it would, your such a softy for her and always let her get what she wants and thats fine as long as it has nothing to do with her sleep or eating or important shi- stuff" I say. He then starts kissing my neck.
"mm stop" I say getting out of his embrace and walking away from the kids and into the kitchen. He follows me and lifts me onto the bench.
"may I help you?" I ask
"Mmm depends, what are you offering?" He says
"Nothing sexual" I say making him pout. I giggle "Sorry babe Im just not feeling very well, I think this baby has chosen night sickness instead of morning" I say before running out of the room and into the bathroom to vomit. I feel hands rubbing my back and know its Brandon,
"Im sorry baby" he says helping me up off the floor.
"Its fine, I hope this shit doesnt last long though" I say as I start brushing my teeth.
"Well just think, at the end of all this we get a beautiful baby to add to our family"
"Oh yeah, so they can refuse to go to bed like the two tonight" I add.
"Well....maybe we can train this one better" he jokes.
"Ha, if only it were that easy" I say giving him a quick peck with my now minty fresh breath. We then go upstairs kiss Poppy goodnight and head back to the others.
We're sitting on the couch next to me and Im leaning on b. "Whens the ultrasound?" he asks
"Well we have one next week to make sure everything is normal and then another one weeks later and im not sure about the rest" I explain.
"Sounds good" he says smiling while rubbing my tummy with his right hand.
To Be Continued......
Well this is a little overdue and short sorry about that haha Im working on it and thinking about ending this story cause not sure where its actually going or if its just going to drag on to pointless storylines that wont be good to read so yeah but here is this one and I'll try to do another one ASAP. xx Mac
