Slow Love 3-Chaos and Disorder

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Between the massage and the mind-blowing sex, we slept soundly until dinner time. A text came across the phone that dinner was ready to be served. I throw on a dress and he watches me hurry in a flurry to get presentable for dinner. "Mr. Nelson, get dressed. Dinner is ready and they are waiting for us." 

"Mama, they will wait for us. No need to rush." 

I give him my side-eye. "Darling, let's not make them wait. I know you like to be fashionably late. Please, they are helping me above and beyond anything that's reasonable. The least we can do is not make them wait for dinner, alright?" He nods while pulling on his pants, then grabbing a shirt. That man can look fabulous without any effort. We head out to the dining room where everyone is patiently waiting for us. Even the twins are in their stroller right beside my chair. 

"Thanks for bringing them out to see me. I missed them a whole bunch." 

My eyes start to well up, "Now Mama. Everything is going to be alright. Don't cry." He wraps his arm around me and I feel his love and peace course through me calming my delicate emotions.  I lay my hand on them as they sleep. It feels so surreal to feel their endless love.

We enjoy a wonderful dinner with our friends who are really family to us. Martha is quiet and observing the dynamics of our clan. I think she will fit nicely into our world. It may take some time for her to adjust, but I am confident she will be a great addition to our 'family'.

We finish up with dinner; dessert is going to be served in the living room with coffee. He rolls the twins over to the sofa for me. The butler already has coffee staged on the service cart. I grab a cup and take my seat. "Nanny, I want to feed the twins at 8 PM. It will be my last time for a few days. Okay?"

Oh boy, she is looking like she's going to lecture me again. Quickly, with a pitiful look and begging voice, "Nanny, please...let me do this one last time before my treatment begins. Pretty please? I miss taking care of my babies. Just this once I beg you. Please, please, please?"

"Ma'am, yes we can do it this time but don't expect to do anything else for the next 5 days. Understand?" I nod, "Thanks, Nanny Lois. I appreciate it." 

We enjoy our cake and coffee biding the time until it's time to feed the babies. I hold Violet and he holds Ethan. They are dressed up so cute, grinning and cooing. Martha is taking it all in. She does not quite know what to think that Nanny has so much control over the situation. My darling husband is on his best behavior at the moment. She has no idea they are in cahoots as well as Bonnie too. Nanny and Martha go to the nursery to get the bottles ready for the babies. 

I mosey over to there with Violet. She's getting fussy, "Now, now baby girl. Mama is going to feed you. Give me a couple of minutes." He's right behind me with Ethan. 

"Mama. Do you want to feed them both? Ethan isn't fussing right now. I think he can wait." My face lights up with a broad smile, "Yes! I sure do want to feed them both." 

I take a seat in the chair beside the bed and open my dress. Martha's eyes get full and wide wondering what's about to happen. I decide to tell her because she obviously doesn't know. "Martha, did Nanny and Bonnie tell you how I feed the twins?" 

"Yes, Ma'am. They said you breastfeed them. I don't understand why there's a device that looks like a bottle with a tube attached. Don't you have a milk supply?" 

"Martha, I am a breast cancer survivor. This alternative way gives me a chance to bond with them as other mothers do. It's working nicely for me." 

"Ma'am, I am sorry to hear about your cancer. Is that reconstruction surgery?" I nod as Nanny attaches the tube for the tank. 

"Yes Martha, I am a survivor over 10 years now." Martha nods as she observes Violet chowing down.