Romans & histoires Mommy

I then walked over to Roy, who was clad in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs and a sleeveless shirt, rocking little Lennon back and forth. “Thank fuck you're here.” he groaned and I chuckled when Mitchell ran up to us. “The F word is banned in this house. How many times do I have to tell you to watch your language around the baby?” she half yelled. God. It must be the early motherhood. I swear, Mitchell was never like that.

Mom asked in a cracking voice. "It is quite obvious that he has been possessed by that witch," Camile spat out. "She is not a witch. Her real name is Gina Blake, and you all know her as Emelia, my kids' mother. So you should be mindful of how you disrespect her," I screamed out, but this only worsened it as both mom and Camila lashed out on me. "Enough!" Grandfather's thick voice echoed across the room. He had been seated quietly with his head rested on his cane.

Dakota runs into the room, followed by Tyler and Sarah, who are running much slower. "Mommy, you have to see my room. It looks really neat," she says excitedly. I rub my hand over her head. Courtney and I have this in common: we're single mothers who will do anything and everything for our kids. Jordan and Bobby stand in the doorway, looking at us. The men who have come into our lives and made our families complete are an added bonus. I think we're all going to be one big family after all this is over. We all just have to stay alive.

I replied joyfully. "Sure. Call me Mom," she said. "Yeah! I want to call you Mom," I said like a child. "Okay, as you wish. Hahaha!" we both laughed. "Baby will call you Mommyla. A mix of Mommy and Grandma," I suggested, smiling. "Hahaha. Hello, Baby Ice. I'm your Mommyla," Mom said, placing her hand on my belly. "Hahahaha!" We laughed together, happy. **End of Flashback**

Mum butted in. "The kind of friends you make," I muttered. I watched as Mummy headed out, Aunt Sienna walked alongside her. She turned back and waved at me, but I stuck out my tongue and made ugly faces at her. "You look like a vulture," she yelled and Mummy hit her head. "I love you, mummy," I shouted. Once Mummy and Aunty Sienna were no longer in sight, I dialed the customer care line, but they never answered. I didn't stop, I kept calling it continuously.

“Come on. Don’t tell me you’re going to sulk this time. You see, Mommy is so tired that she has to rest. You have to be a good girl and take your drugs, hmm?” The child nodded though there was a bit of sadness on her face. Mrs Wilson patted her back. “You are a strong child. Only strong children take medicines like this. Grandma is proud of you, superwoman.” “I’m superwoman?” She gasped as this was not the first time someone was calling her a superwoman. Her mommy once told her that if two to three people tell you the same thing at different times, then they are right. You shouldn’t doubt it again. Not only has her mum called he

Her king sized bed was filled with different dresses for occasions. "Mom, you're home… it's just 2:59 pm." she barged into her mother's room with her teddy. Anamika sighed in relief. "Good thing you're here honey, Mooma is going on a date with Uncle Henry," Anamika giggled. Nadia's eyes lit up, "He's back?" She was a little excited and unhappy. "Yes, he just returned, but honey…" Anamika dragged Nadia to the bed, "Mummy cannot seem to find a nice dress. Could you please help me?" Anamika didn't forget that her daughter was just 4.