All Grown Up: The Story of Jacob and Renesmee Part I

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Renesmee

Now that my babies were just over three weeks old, they finally looked like newborns. They were putting on weight and starting to get that healthy, chubby baby look. They were just now getting those pinch-able cheeks. They still slept with their monitors on, and Mollie still slept with the CPAP for now, just to be safe. But other than that, the twins were unplugged. I enjoyed being able to see their gorgeous, identical faces all the time.

The feeding tubes were gone too, Mollie's only for the past few days. Xandra was able to keep down my milk more easily than Mollie, she was still getting the hang of it. So it just took a little more effort to keep her fed. I could feed them both at once, but I liked to do it one at a time. I had a lot of my milk in the freezer from when they were still on the feeding tubes, so Jake was able to help me. He was glad, he hardly ever got to feed Swan or Anthony when they were this little

They smiled now. At us, and mostly at each other. Swan and Anthony already knew a couple words at this age, but we knew the twins would be behind since they were born so early. As long as they didn't skip any milestones, and they hadn't, Grandpa assured us they'd just fine.

Jacob had gone back to work after feigning pneumonia. I missed him during the days he was gone, but I had my parents to help me. And our brief separations made the time we spent together so much sweeter. He'd been so reluctant to return, but once he got back into his routine, and remembered how much he likes working on cars, he was fine. I knew he would be.

So life was slowly going back to normal. Well, our new normal. Things were very busy, I had to remember not to push myself. As silly as it might sound, I had to remind myself that I did just give birth. Twice. It just felt like they'd always been here. The days of just Swan and Anthony seemed far away now.

Aunt Alice was throwing them a party tomorrow, sort of a baby shower/welcome babies thing. The invitations she'd send out said it would be an ice cream social. She was planning to have an ice cream bar, with 10 different kinds of ice cream. Every time I talked to her, the number of toppings we would have changed, but it was always more than 15. It was still warm enough that our human friends could enjoy the pool, and we could spend some time outside. The whole extended pack was coming. The Denalis were coming in tonight and would be spending some time with everybody at the big house. My parents were planning on spending the night there too. Although I didn't mind so much getting up to feed Mollie and Xandra, there were nights I just needed to sleep, so my parents would stay. But tonight, it was just us.

We put the Mollie and Xandra into bed first, in the same crib, after they'd been fed. The monitors were on, and so was the wireless alarm on my nightstand. Then it was Anthony and Swan's turn. After everyone had been hugged, kissed, and told how much they were loved, we crawled into bed ourselves.

"Hey, Mommy," Jacob said as we wound ourselves around each other.

"Hi, Daddy." His big, warm hands started to roam my body, and I closed my eyes. We hadn't been intimate at all since the twins were born, we hadn't really been in the mood. We'd been far too distracted. But now, it felt wonderful to have his hands moving up and down my back, underneath my t-shirt. I let out a long sigh of contentment, as his hands moved down below the waistband of my panties to squeeze my ass.

"Ahhh."

He chuckled, then started kissing my neck. "I miss you."

I weaved my fingers together behind his head and lifted my own to give him better access to my neck. "I miss you too," I told him softly as he nibbled the space where my shoulder meets my neck. I was getting so turned on, so quickly. I could feel that familiar heat start at my core and radiate throughout my whole body. He paused his gentle biting as I peeled my shirt off. As I threw it on the floor and Jake resumed, but moved down to my breasts. He wrapped one of his arms around me and slid a hand down the front of my panties. My breathing became heavy as he stroked me there, teasing me, barely touching me. He was driving me crazy, I dug my nails into his shoulders and groaned.