No. 9

Time To Leave.

It was finally time to go home. Reece and I packed the children up. I had mixed feelings. Part of me was excited and another was freaking out.

Reece drove so slowly and carefully. They where so precious to us. Of cause they where. We arrived home. They needed changing and feeding. It was weird to have four of us not just Reece and I.

At one point Reece made me have a nap because I was falling asleep whilst eating. It was weird as soon as my head hit the pillow I fell asleep. Straight asleep.

-HOURS LATER-

I woke still feeling weird and sick obviously I would four days after having a c-section. I went down and saw Reece he was holding one of the babies and rocking the other. I watched for a little while. It was a moment I had dreamed of seeing for most of my life.

Reece turned his head and said "Hey honey."

"Hello handsome."

I sat on the arm of the chair next to him.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yes obviously feel a bit sick but I did have an operation four days ago. Otherwise the happiest I have ever been."

"You?"

He smiled and said " The same.... obviously not the operation but I'm tired."

"Go and get some sleep."

He chuckled and said" No I'll be ok."

"Reece please. I will be fine and if there is a problem I will get you."

He sighed and said "Ok."

He stood up and passed me the baby. He gave me a kiss then went to have some sleep. The babies obviously did not do much a part from sleep, eat and poo. So whilst they slept I caught up on some tv. I obviously had been taking millions of photos. It was brilliant when they woke up through they did not do much they still captured my heart.

Reece like I did slept for a long time so I decided to order some take away. We sat and ate. By this time it was late at night. The next day had gone by so fast. Everything began to blur into one. It was soon six days after we had had the twins.