Now That You Are Here

Your Water Broke

House can be seen on external link or link in conversations on my profile if you want. Reign's wedding dress, Brixton's suit, and rings up top.

Three Years Later:

Three years later, Brixton and I are having the best life. I graduated last year, and I'm apprenticing under Danny, so one day I can eventually take over his business. Brixton loves being a CEO of a large company in L.A. though he sometimes can't spend a lot of time with me. However, I completely understand, and I don't mind because Brixton's really good at making it up to me. If you know what I mean.

Before our kids, Brixton and I had a wonderful wedding. It took place at The Ebell of Los Angeles, and we had the most amazing time. I could've asked for more. My dress was simple but beautiful, our rings gorgeous (thanks to Brixton who kind of customized), and Brixton's family was just incredible. They helped us plan a lot of it, Dexter and Nick too, but they were mostly busy planning the honeymoon and my clothes.

Brixton, unsurprisingly, surprised me on a trip around Europe's most underrated cities to visit. The list is long, so I'm not going to name them all but they include, Split in Croatia, Lille in France, Salzburg in Austria, Genoa in Italy, and Lucerne in Switzerland. That wasn't even all the places. It took us three months, and I definitely got pregnant with Warren somewhere around Italy. We had lots of fun, and we still are. We're going strong and having that best life together. I have a great man.

After I found out that I was pregnant, and we wanted to have more than one, we decided we wanted to move into a bigger house. There was a lot of debate about it because we wanted to be in the middle between Brixton's parents and my grandpa because we wanted to be close to our families. However, we were not into any of the homes. They just weren't good enough, so we did neither. Santa Monica is pretty close to Los Angeles, so we stayed in Los Angeles. It's in West Hollywood, twenty two minutes from Santa Monica.

It has more bedrooms than necessary, but we don't really care. It has an awesome pool and two stoves, which was important. It's a modern home, and it's wonderful. Brixton's father, Jackson gifted their home to Kylie. I think that's adorable, but I wasn't about to let my husband buy a home for us. Especially an expensive home, pretty much in the middle of L.A. 

Much to his displeasure, but thanks to our now shared bank account, we both pitched in for the home. Though Brixton, and I'm not going to lie, he is definitely richer than me, and I'm okay with that. I have to give birth, it kind of makes up for the whole thing.

We've had two kids, and I'm supposed to be giving birth to our third in a couple of weeks. After that, Brixton is thinking of getting a vasectomy. That way we don't have to worry about me getting pregnant ever again. However, those aren't always effective, so after I heal from giving birth I have decided to get a Tubal ligation or get my tubes tied. 

For both Brixton and I, being able to sex without a condom (knowing that neither of us have STDs and we don't cheat on one another) and without birth control is important. So, we figure three kids is more than enough, and we don't have to worry. Sterilization is a permanent solution to an ongoing problem because I keep getting pregnant.

Both our kids that are running around and destroying the house are boys, so I'm really hoping for a girl. I need some estrogen in this house. However, boys seem way less complicated than having a girl, so I'm happy with either. I love all my kids, no matter what.

The first boy, who is three, is named Warren Reid Summers. And the second, who is one and about a half, is named Russell Noah Summers. For my upcoming baby, if it's a boy, we've decided on Colton Prince Summers. If it's a girl, we've decided on Allison Kylie Summers. Russell is named after my grandpop, Noah, who passed away a year ago. Brixton wants the girl to have the same middle name as his mothers first. I think it's adorable, so I had no objections. I love a mama's boy.