Sang's Rebirth: Cute Moments 💗

Coffee, Crafts, and uh oh

It was once again that time of year when the older kids go to school.  I love my kids but I'm glad to be down to the three.  Alessandra is now three with my twin baby bears being two now.  We sat at the breakfast table as we'd had breakfast not that long ago.  I had the crafts out and was showing them fun things to create that was age appropriate when I was hit with nausea at the same time my Muffin was coming up to me with his delicious coffee.  I covered my mouth and darted to the bathroom.  After getting sick I leaned against the sink rinsing my mouth and going over my time of the month.  I've definitely missed a period.  Shit.  This wasn't my first time at the rodeo by even a long shot.  I sighed as I grabbed a pee stick from under the sink and went to the bathroom.  I patiently waited for it to say yes.

I went over the list of who the daddy could be.  More guys have gotten the vasectomy since I had the baby bear twins so that leaves Sean, Kota, Victor, Marc, and Corey as the possible daddy or daddies with my luck.  I looked at the stick and yep, I'm pregnant.  Again.  I'm not upset but I am glad to know it's not one of the bigger guys.  No watermelons coming out of me again.  Huzzah!

I reentered the kitchen and grabbed the coffee.

"Drinking this now while I still can.  Bring me more.  Put it in an IV." I said as I stuck my arm out and tapped a vein.

"Think it's my turn yet?" Marc asked.  

"Time will tell.  But it's definitely my turn again." I said with a laugh.

"When my turn?" Alessandra asked.  

"Never baby.  Never your turn." Marc answered.

"Not fair!  You get a turn and mommy gets a turn.  Why not me?" Alessandra asked in frustration.

"Someday you'll get your turn but not for a long, long time.  Trust me, Bambina, you have many adventures you'll want to go on before you have your turn." I promised my youngest daughter.  At the thought of adventures Alessandra graciously accepted that it wasn't her turn nor would it be for a very long time.  I scheduled an appointment with my obstetrician who has been with me through all of my kids so far.

Romeo: Why did I get an alert that you scheduled a doctor's appt?!  What's wrong Pookie?

Me: What have I told you about stalking my health?

Romeo:  You know I can't help myself!  I'm a doctor and  you're my wife!  I need to know you're ok Pookie.

Me: I'm ok Romeo.  Just pregnant again.

Romeo: 🎲🎲 Come on sperm bring me another little girl!!

"Sean is hoping it's his." I said with a laugh.

"Nope!  Sorry Bean but it's my turn." Marc said.

"We shall certainly see Muffin." I said with a giggle.

"Giggle cuw!!  Giggle cuw!  Huwwy befo Bambam catch it." Adrian and Maxim said in unison.  Marc chuckled as he delivered a sound kiss on my lips.

"COOTIES COOTIES!!  COOTIE CUW!" Adrian and Maxim shout running around the table before stopping to give Marc kisses because clearly boy germs will clear away girl germs.  I shake my head at their silliness.  Knowing they're Raven's boys it won't be but a second before they forget girls have cooties.  I should probably start hiding the fruit cups now.  My eyes widened as I thought about my oldest baby bear who is eight now.  Yep, definitely need to hide the fruit cups.

"Whatcha thinkin about Bean?" Marc asked as his eyes sparkle with amusement.

"Just thinking about hiding any and all fruit cups as I've just realized how old Alexei is now." I said.

"Fwuit cups?  Someone twyin to feed fwuit to Bambam?  Must hide fwuit cups." Maxim said determinedly as he ran to the fridge.  He couldn't reach the fridge handle though.

"Huwwy momma." Maxim called out.

"I want fwuit!" Alessandra said with a pout.  I rubbed my face and let out a sigh.

"Princess!!  I've heard the good news!" Victor sang out in his sexy baritone voice.  He picked me up and spun me around.  I sighed as I cuddled into his chest.

~*Later that Day*~

"Jules, Lexi, Kara, and Finn please come here." I called out as my kids arrived home from school.

"What is it mommy?" Kara asked.  I looked at my girl who was a beautiful blend of Owen and I.  She had his brown hair and grey eyes but my face.  She was serious and quiet like her father.  Juliette looked like me but her hair was curly like her dad's making her a Goldilocks.  Alexei and Finn looked nothing like me and were exact replicas of their dads minus Alexei's green eyes.  Finn wasn't as dark as his father being only half American Indian but he definitely had a natural tan year round.  I ruffled his beautiful shiny black hair.

"I felt it was time to talk to all of you about fruit cups." I started but was interrupted by Alexei.

"Fruit cups mean marriage." Alexei said.

"That they do in Russian customs.  Which is why Jules and Kara you will not allow any boy or girl to feed you fruit.  You will wait until you're an adult and you're sure you love the person who wants to feed you fruit.  Likewise Alexei and Finn you will not be feeding any little girls or boys fruit.  You will also wait until you're old enough and are certain of the person you want to spend your life with.  Do all of you understand?" I asked.

"Da momma." Alexei said.  The girls agreed as did Finn.

That evening I sat on my balcony watching the sun set as I hummed and strummed my guitar sadly.  When I turned 30 my voice began going out on me when singing.  A throat specialist said it was from the damage done to my throat and that I had to retire from singing or I'd lose my ability to speak so I retired my singing.  I smiled as I remembered how I had a record company try to sign me but I refused.  I was happy with my happy life and having control of my own music.  I made money off of it from my YouTube channel and Spotify.  I didn't need more than that and I certainly didn't want to be in the public eye more than I already was as a local performer and B&B owner.  I was very proud of House of the Valkyrie Bed and Breakfast.  It's very successful and continues to grow in profit.  I was happy to have a legacy to leave my kids.  I know most would strike out on their own adventures but I knew at least one of them would have my same love for taking care of people and stay here to take over my B&B.

Owen joined me on my favorite balcony and stroked his hand down my hair.

"You miss it, don't you?  The singing?" Owen asked quietly.  I sighed sadly as I stopped humming.

"Yes.  It might not have been a love that I wanted to be my career but I loved singing nonetheless.  I'm so glad that bitch finally bit the dust.  If there's a hell she's surely rotting in it." I said darkly.

"She's definitely rotting.  But more importantly you still have music.  You may not be able to sing anymore but you can still play and write songs that we can sing.  Marc, Gabriel, and Victor all have beautiful voices to lend to your songs.  It'll never be the same I know but you can still give your love to music." Owen said.

"You're right.  I'm glad that stick isn't sideways in you anymore." I said with a giggle as I leaned into him.

"I can always pull it out and use it on you if you misbehave." Owen said with a smirk as he raised a brow.  I just winked at him.

A/N: One daddy or more?  Who's it going to be?  The list has narrowed down.  I already know but do you?