It's not all roses

Chapter 4

Misty POV

The last few weeks have just flown by. We had a checkup with the Paediatrician for Ryan. He is on target for his weight and for his height. He is doing everything that he should be doing at one.

Mum is getting closer to being 3 months pregnant. It is so exciting that there will be another baby in the house, but I also think it is time that Tyson and I find our own place. Mum and Jason will need the room for their baby.

Tyson is working until 5pm today so I am going to cook dinner for everyone and plan it as a 'family talk'. Tyson and I have discussed getting our own place for the past couple of months. We both think that we need the space to be a family together.

I go into the kitchen to start preparing dinner. I have just gone with the basics today. Spaghetti Bolognese. I grab the meat out of the fridge and put it in the frypan. I'm frying off the meat, when Ryan starts crying from his room. I turn the stove off and make my way to his room to get him out of the crib.

"Hi baby" I say to him when I pick him up. He is still very tired so snuggles into my neck. I rub his back and move back into the kitchen where I place him in his high chair, closer to me but not close enough that he could get burnt by the stove. I go back and turn on the flame and continue cooking the meat.

"If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. If you're happy and you know it, then you really ought to show it. If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands" I sing to Ryan. He claps his hands the whole way through. The front door closes and I look towards Ryan. "Do you think that is Aunt Lacy?" I ask him.

His eyes light up. "ACY" he yells out. Lacy comes around the corner, "Hello my favourite little guy" She says to him, giving him a kiss on the head. "What ya making big sissy?" she asks me. "Spag bol. Quick, easy and makes a dick ton" I tell her. "Yum. With garlic bread, yeah?" Lacy asks. "Of course. I just need to cut the bread stick and butter them. You're more than welcome to help you know" I tell her.

Lacy doesn't hesitate and starts cutting up the bread into slices. She gets the garlic butter out of the fridge and starts buttering the bread. "So, Misty. Heard you were trying for another baby" Lacy says. I drop the wooden spoon. "Where the fuck did you hear that?" I question her. "Mum and Jason were saying it the other day. I wasn't sure they were telling the truth though" she tells me honestly.

I look at Lacy, "Lace, Tyson and I are not trying for another baby. We want to wait a couple more years before we try and have another. Ryan is enough of a handful, try imagining another one of him running around" I respond. Lacy laughs. "Good point. No thanks. I love Ryan but, Jesus fuck, I am gonna have my hands full in roughly 6 months time with our new sibling" Lacy giggles.

I add the tomato pasta sauce to the meat and let it simmer after it boils. I get onto putting a pot of water on for the spaghetti. Lacy and I continued just chatting in the kitchen and before long Mum and Tyson were walking in the door. "Honey, I'm home" Mum yells out. Lacy and I just roll our eyes and smirk at each other. Tyson comes straight into the kitchen. "Dada" Ryan cries out.

Tyson goes straight over to him and picks him up out of his chair. "What's up little bud?" Tyson asks Ryan. Ryan just cuddles into Tyson's neck. Tyson gives him a quick kiss on the head and then comes over to me to give me a kiss hello. "You alright babe?" Tyson asks me. "Yeah baby. Just need to have that chat we were talking about the other night" I tell him quietly.

Tyson guesses straight away and his signature smirk makes its way onto his face. "Really baby?" he asks me. I nod my head yes. He wraps his free arm around my body and pulls me in closer to him. "This is the best thing in the world gorgeous. When can we start?" he asks. "Tyson, I am talking about moving out" I tell him. He nods his head at me. "Yeah Mis, I know. When do we start looking for somewhere? What did you think I meant?" He asks me. I shake my head to let him know we'll talk about it later.

When Jason got home from work at 6, I dished up dinner. Sitting around the table the conversation is cruisy. I clear my throat, "So I needed to talk to you all" I start off. Mum and Lacy look at me. I can guess what they are thinking. "No I am not pregnant" I tell them quickly. I can see the sadness in their eyes.

"Tyson and I have decided that it is time for us to find our own place. With you guys having a baby, you will need the room for the baby and I think it is time for us to be our own little family. So we are going to start looking at houses in the next few days" I tell Mum and Jason. Lacy gets excited for us, but I can see the concern in mums eyes. "Misty, it's not all roses, raising Ryan. You know that right?" She asks.

I know she is just worried that us being out on our own will be hard, but she also has to understand that we are both 19 now. We have a one year old son. We can't live with her forever. She needs all the room she can get with her own new little bubba coming. "Mum, I know you are worried, but where are you going to get the room for the new baby?" I ask her.

"Misty I am just worried that once you move out your post-natal depression will kick up a notch and you will be lost again. I know this is a hard conversation to have and I do understand the need for you and Tyson to get your own place, but you also need to think of your own mental health" I can see the concern in her eyes as she talks.

Tyson grabs my hand underneath the table. He knows that I am feeling like a failure, with mum bringing up my depression. Lacy cringed when mum spoke about it. Jason is just being Jason. I can tell he wants to say something but doesn't want to upset mum. "Laura, you need to let them try this. If it doesn't work out we can always build onto the house" Jason tells mum.

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Laura POV

I look at Jason. I know what he is saying makes sense but my brain won't allow me to agree. I don't think they are ready to move out. Yes, Misty has money saved away from her father's death, but I can see it all now. Her money will go towards everything and Tyson will be selfish and spend his pay on himself. They are not mature enough to be on their own.

It doesn't matter how old they are, Misty is my baby. I need her to be mentally secure before she leaves the nest, so to speak, and as a nanny, I need to make sure my little man is well looked after.

"Misty, I get what you are saying. I know this is what you guys have talked about but I don't think you are both ready" I tell her, hoping that she will understand my point of view. "You are just trying to control me mum. Maybe this is something that I need to do for my mental health" she retorts.

"Really, Misty? Blaming me for your depression. Yes, at the start of your pregnancy, I was not on board but you know what, I love this little guy with everything I have. I thank you for not listening to me back then, but now he is the most important one here. You are not ready" I take a breath and turn to Tyson. "Tyson, you are a wonderful father to Ryan and a wonderful partner to Misty, but where is all the money going to come from for the rent, bills and food?" I ask him. "I already know that Misty is going to have to use the money from her Dad to support you both. What are you going to contribute to the household?" I keep going. I know I am going to push some buttons tonight but this all needs to be put on the table.

"I know you work Tyson, so don't even try to say anything like that. I also know that Misty is already chipping away at her savings for the shit she needs for Ryan. Do you give her any money when you get paid every week? Or is that your money?" I ask. I look at both of them at this stage. I can feel my blood pressure rising.

Jason puts his hand on my thigh and squeezes. He knows I am about to blow my top at them. "You are both acting like idiots. Moving out and raising a child on your own is bloody hard work. I would know. Alex and I never lived with his parents when you came along Misty but for us it was a lot harder. He was the only one bringing in money. We went without so you could have everything you needed" I tell them.

"Just answer this for me. How far are you both willing to go to give up on your luxuries?"