A Boy Named Conan

The next day

I ended up sleeping until 11:30, and I sat up in bed, watching him continue to sleep.  He didn't wake up until 12:45.  "Good afternoon baby.  Do you feel better now that you got a good amount of sleep?"  I ask.  "Yeah.. Afternoon? What time is it?"  He asks.  "12:45."  I tell him.  "Oh wow!  I obviously needed it.  I NEVER sleep this late.  What time did you sleep til?  Also, do YOU feel better after getting more sleep?"  He asks.  "I slept until 11:30.  And yeah, I feel a lot better.  I still feel like I need sleep, but not as badly."  "Well That's Good you feel less tired.  Even just a little bit."  He says.  "Hopefully now that we got through the first night, the second night will be much easier."  He says.  "Yeah, because I should be less emotional because I got through one night already."  "That is my greatest hope."  Conan says.  "Yeah, and I hope so too.  Especially because you will sleep better tonight too that will mean.  Since you stayed up with me last night."  A few minutes later, we hear crying from the nursery room.  This time, it's our son that needs a diaper change, and food.  We go together, and I pick him up.  "By the way, what do you want to name him? I'm thinking of Corbyn, or Conan Jr.". I say.  "I think Corbyn has sort of a ring to it.  I think I like that name for him.  But We'll think a bit longer."  Conan decides.  "Okay.  We have to come up with a name eventually.  Hopefully soon.  We can't just keep referring to him as "our son."  I laugh.  "That's true." He says. A little bit later, he says "You know what, Conan Jr. sounds pretty nice I think. Especially if he's a "Maniac in the making." Don't hold me to that though. I still don't quite know. I don't know. Like, the idea of him being a singer with me, I could name him Conan Jr. however...it doesn't have a ring to it. However, maybe. It'd be better not to name him Conan Jr. because then I might be setting him up for sadness and a struggle to find love. I don't wanna do that. But also, although it doesn't have a ring to it, it makes me sad to think of our son not being named after me. I seriously don't have any idea." He is like, very stressed and emotional about it. "Alright, how about if we set a goal to figure out the absolute perfect name for him, within a week." "Alright. That should work." He agrees.   "So how are you feeling?"  Conan asks.   "I'm feeling okay.  Just a bit sore."  I say.  "Want me to get you some ice?  A heating pad?  Anything?"  Conan asks.  I smile.  "You're in pain but you're smiling.  I like that."  He says, smiling back.  "That's because of you.  And I'm smiling thinking about how lucky and grateful I am that you are my Fiancé.  I'm lucky to have such a caring guy in my life.   And I'm happy we have our wonderful, beautiful, handsome babies."  I say.  "And yes... I would love a heating pad."  I say.   He says, "alright, go ahead and sit on the couch, and I'll get the heating pad ready for you."   Conan says.  "Okay, thank you baby."  I say, and head to the couch.  Soon, Conan gets back with my heating pad!  "There you go baby.  Is that warm enough?"  He asks.  "Yeah, it's perfect!"  I say.  "Okay good.  Let me know when you need it reheated."  He says sweetly.  "Okay, I will."  I say.  Then he crawls on the couch and curls up into a fetus position, to cuddle with me.  He rests his chin on my shoulders.  "Aww, babyyyyy... this is what I REALLY need!  You're so cute, you're melting my heart!"  I say in a cute, loving voice.   I put an arm around him and gently pull him in a little more close and tight.  "I love you so much."  I say, and he intertwined my fingers with his.  I get the butterfly feelings.   "Wanna watch a movie or show?  We can watch whatever you want.  All day long."  Conan says, sweetly.  "Alright!  First of all, I would love to watch Disney later.  But right now, I'm 100% in the mood to watch gut busting cartoons such as Pink Panther and Tom And Jerry.  And then The Three Stooges."  I say.  I get excited thinking about the funny shows.  "Alright!  Sounds great to me!  I love to have a good gut busting laugh!"  Conan says.   I gasp,  "OMG AND WE MUST WATCH LAUREL AND HARDY!"  I shout.  He laughs.  "Okay babe, we'll watch it all!  We can binge watch for as long as you want.  We can do this for a week, a month, however long you want."  Conan says.  "I'm so excited about this!  You're gonna help make this pain a lot less miserable.  I know you will.  You already are."  I say, looking At him lovingly.  "I love you darling.  And I'm glad you know.  I'm glad I will be able to make you feel less miserable."  He says through a smile, and kisses me.   We turn on the Apple TV, since that's how we can watch all those shows.  We have it all downloaded.  We first watched the Pink Panther.   Some of the episodes we watched were "The Pink Tale Fly", "Prehistoric Pink", the construction one, and many more.   He starts to get a bit uncomfortable in the fetal position.  So he stretched out his legs. He still of course made sure he had his head resting on me. "You're so sweet baby. I love this feeling." I say, looking in his eyes sweetly, with a soft smile. "I love it too, babe. It makes me feel happy, and I love that I'm making you feel better as you suffer pain." Conan says, also smiling softly. "Sweetie, I'm not miserable because I have you. Right by my side." I say, and I lean in to give him a sweet, fast kiss on the lips. We continue to watch the hilarious shows. Eventually we got around to watching Laurel And Hardy. "HAHAHA! HOW MANY TIMES HAS THE PIANO FALLEN DOWN THE STAIRS ALREADY?!" I shout, laughing so hard. Then I laugh at the parts where they get up the stairs and one of the guys backed up into the pool. Which made the piano fall in as well. And then when they get instructions on how they could have gotten up to the house, they carried the piano down the stairs. "They are SO stupid it's hilarious! Like they LITERALLY GOT ALL THE WAY UP THE STAIRS, WITHOUT IT FALLING DOWN! Like, why waste time going back down, loading the back of the horse, to go up the hill, when they were just gonna end up in the same place?" I ask, through tears from laughter. "I know! It's SO Freaking hilarious!" Conan says, out of breath from laughing so hard. "Ohhh boy, I'm so glad we are doing this. Just taking the day to watch funny shows!" I say. "I agree baby. Very much." A few hours into us watching these funny shows, The babies start crying. By instinct, I try to pull myself up. And he stops me and says, "Stay here. You're in pain. I'll bring the babies to you." He says sweetly. "Awww, you're so sweet. Looking out for me. I love you so much baby!" I say. "I love you so much too baby! And that's why I don't want you to get up if it's unnecessary. I can bring the babies to you. An example of a time it is necessary to get up, would of course be if you need to go to the bathroom, or if you need to go to bed. But anything I can do to help make this recovery easier, I will do it all." He says. I smile wide "I don't know what I did to deserve you.  But I'm sure glad I did it."  I say.  "Probably Just exist.  And perhaps, I just needed you, because I had a horrible childhood, which carried on into my adult life.  I needed someone like you.  And I didn't get JUST  someone LIKE you, I got you!  What a blessing."  Conan says.   "Awww, you're gonna make me cry.  You're just the sweetest.  Go get the babies."  I say.  "oh yeah.   We can't just let them cry.  That would be abandonment.  Like what if they're hungry?"  Conan says.  "Honey I'm sure just a couple minutes to talk to me, is fine.  Let's not leave them alone any longer though."  I say. "Right. I'll go get them now." He says, turning around to go to their room. Within 2 minutes, he comes back out with them both safely in his arms. He walks over carefully, and safely, slowly transferring them into my arms. "Awww hi My babies! How are you?" I ask, speaking to them in a high pitch voice. They smiled, and I kiss the top of their heads. They stop crying, and I start crying. "What's wrong?" Conan asks. "I just feel bad we have not thought of a name for our son yet!" "Aww, it is okay. We just haven't found a name that sounds fitting." Conan assures me. "Yeah, I guess you're right." I admit. "And considering how fast they stopped crying, I guess they just needed their mommy. And I hope you stop crying just as quickly." Conan says. "I guess so. That melts my heart. And you can hold one of them if you want to." I say to Conan. "Yeah I'd love to! Maybe if I spend more quality time, I will think of a name that sounds right for him." "Yeah, definitely. That sounds like a great idea!" I say. He sits back down next to me, and I place Our son in his arms. "There we go, Hi!" Conan says, scooping up our son, in his arms.   He smiles and coos at the sound of His voice, and as Conan holds him, he kinda kicks a little bit.  "Isn't it an amazing feeling when they smile at you, by the sound of your voice?  It's a sign they recognize your voice, from when they were in the womb."  I say. "Oh yeah, it's the best feeling! To me, it's their way of saying "hey, I recognize you. And I love you." Conan says. He rubs our sons head gently. "And I'm sure that is hat they're saying. And Isn't it cool, that they are probably speaking and thinking real words, from hearing us speak when they were in the womb, and now. But they can only cry, Or coo. They can't actually talk." I say. "Yeah, it's really cool!" Conan says. Our son smiles again. "I love you Too." Conan says to the baby, and scrunches his face.
       Another few hours passes.  They ate about an hour and a half ago. Within the past few hours, we have changed both the children's outfits at least 5 times.  From all the poop and pee, they also puked a couple times.  Not fun.  They just puked again a couple minutes ago.  But right now it's 7:30 in the evening.  "We should give our babies a bath, don't you think?"  I suggest.  "Yeah that is an excellent idea.  It will get them thoroughly clean, after pooping and peeing and puking all day.   Wipes can only do so much."  Conan says.  "Yeah, that's a good point.  Let's get them ready for bath time."  I say.  We pick out the pajama outfits. "Hmm, what if we choose Disney pajama sets, and watch a Disney movie?" I ask. "That sounds great to me!" Conan says. So we grab some Disney pajamas, grab the bath towels, the baby lotion, and everything else needed for bath time. Conan and I start the water. Thankfully we got a thing to help the babies stay up in the water, and we don't have to hold them up. Thankfully my sister ended up buying another one for us, since nobody knew until the baby shower, that we were having twins. So my sister decided to buy one for us. So now we have 2, so we can bathe them at the same time. I bathe Luna as Conan Bathes our son. It's super convenient so we can bathe them faster! I start by washing Luna's hair. She coos and giggles. It's adorable.  We finished washing our babies.  I lift Luna out of the tub, and grab her towel.  "There you go, you must feel so much better now."  I say, drying her off.   Conan and I share the baby power and oil.  I set it between us.  And whenever we need it, we share it.  I first rubbed her body in baby oil, to make her body even softer than it already was.  Then As Conan finished using the baby powder, he passed it to me.   I pat it on her butt, and grab a fresh diaper.  That was a bit of a struggle, as well as getting her pajamas on.  But eventually, I was able to.  Conan had as much trouble with getting pajamas on our son.  But I helped him, and now we are finally ready to watch the movie.    We decide to watch Toy Story tonight.  We walk over to the couch and hold our babies in our laps.  
      About 45 minutes into watching it, they fall asleep.  I gently rub Luna's hair as she sleeps so peacefully.  I didn't wake her up from rubbing her hair, but she smiled.  I then kiss her on the forehead and she smiles Even wider.  My heart melted!  Thankfully Conan got the whole thing on video.  Conan is still recording and I looked at the camera lovingly.  "I love our babies more than I could ever imagine or explain."  I say, then I look back down lovingly at Luna, continuing to gently rub her head.  She smiles some more.  At the end of the movie, we decide to place them gently in their cribs.  It is now 10:30 at night.   Conan and I decide to go to bed as well.  So we go in our room, across from the babies nursery.   I sigh, of relaxation and tiredness.  "Wow.  Our first full day of taking care of them on our own. Parenting is exhausting, but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I'm not complaining. Parenting is a beautiful, magical thing." I say, as I lay on the bed. "I completely agree with you, with everything you Just said." "Okay, I'm glad you agree. Cause that makes me feel less bad. I just feel like I shouldn't say parenting is exhausting. Because they're worth it." "Babe, it's okay. It's a fact. Every parent says parenting is exhausting. It's not like saying It's so exhausting and parenting ruined your life. It's okay, trust me." Conan says. "Ahh, sometimes I just need to hear things from you. Like, you always know how to make me feel better." I say. "I'm glad I was able to help. Instantly too, because I didn't have to say very much." Conan says. "Oh sweetie, you always make me feel better instantly. Sometimes I still need to talk more about how I feel. Go more deep into my feelings. But right now, I only felt bad for saying parenting is exhausting. I don't feel bad in a deep way." I explain. "Well that makes me extremely happy to hear that I always make you feel better instantly. I don't usually think so, especially when you continue crying and saying more of the topic." Conan says. "Aww, I'm sorry you always felt that way. But listen, please know that if I am still crying, I still do feel at least a tiny bit better. And I keep talking about the topic because I have a lot of feelings about one topic. And each one we talk through, helps release the guilt or sadness. Even by a tiny bit, until I am completely Better. I want to make that very clear." "You have baby. I'm glad we talked about this real quick. Thanks for the assurance, I love you!" Conan says, and he cuddles me and kisses me. "I love you too, baby!" I say, as I enjoy being embraced in his arms. "This is my favorite place to be, in your arms." I tell him. "Mine too, especially after a long day." Conan agrees. "Yes absolutely! But they're always my favorite place to be. In the morning, afternoon, evening, AND night. And after a long OR fast day. And, I must say, we did a pretty good job for our first full day alone together with the babies." I say, smiling. "You know, that is very true! I'm proud of us." Conan says. "I'm proud of us too." I say, smiling even more after he said that. We fiddle with each other's hair, and eventually fall asleep. Quite fast I'm pretty sure.