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She felt her lungs become tight as her eyes began to sting. "I think a Momma is someone who would eat nasty spinach when they want butta butta cake. And a Momma is going to fix up her baby's room so that she can be a princess. A Momma is going to work extra hard so that her baby has what they need. A Momma does my hair and not the other way around! Momma's cook dinner instead of bringing home fish and French fries for dinner every other day! And a Momma should say, Juicy you are not alone; even though Felix is dead now, you are not alone!" Her hands were balled into tight fists and she looked down at them suddenly.

DAHLIA "I’m always going to be your mama." I whispered. She nodded vigorously. When had my baby grown up so much? "I know you’re my only mama, the one who takes care of me and loves me. It doesn’t matter what anyone says, you are the only mommy I want." She whispered. I smiled wiping her tears. "I love you Ari." I whispered, kissing her forehead. She smiled, wiping my tears in return with her mitten covered hands, and hugged me tightly.

In the next ten days, you have to get along with Mommy Annabel, and don’t sabotage her relationship with your Daddy. Chris then texted, [Oh, you’re my only Mommy. Auntie Annabel is an Auntie, not a Mommy! Don’t worry, Mommy. I heard from Daddy that in the next ten days, Momo and Daddy will prove to Mommy that we only like you and nobody else!]

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.

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.

I forced a smile and replied, "Oh, sweetie, it's complicated. Mama just wants to keep you safe, that's all." Kiara, always the curious one, piped up, "But why, Mama? What's going on? Why can't we play with Uncle Conan anymore?" She demanded an answer. I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to explain without revealing too much. I hesitated, then said, "There are some things that Mama needs to sort out, my love. It's nothing for you to worry about. Just trust Mama, okay?" I said, thinking it was over, not knowing that it was just the beginning.

"Do you have a superpower from your Mommy?" Mischa gave a small, serious nod,. "I can eat five ice creams and not get a stomachache." I leaned back in my chair, exhaling hard. Max yelled, "I WANT A SUPER MOMMY LIKE MISCHA'S MOMMY!" I shot Max a sharp look. "Excuse me, isn't your mommy super enough?" Max held up his hand and wiggled his fingers, making a "so-so" sign. ::: After dinner, which ended with Max and Mischa nearly dueling with salad spoons, we finally moved into the lounge. The lights were dim, the TV was humming quietly, and the smell of fresh brownies still drifted from the kitchen, finally waking Clara from her four-hour hibernation.

Xavier was busy tickling Ivy before he finally stopped, “That's enough of the cookie monster for today, you have to get to school early.” Ivy smiled at him before giving him an high five. “No high five for Mommy?” I said and Xavier broke into laughter. Ivy walked towards me and gave me an high five before asking, “Mommy, where has grand pa been. He promised to help fix my princess scrapbook puzzle but I—”

Her uncle said tricking her. Little amy fell for it and took the ice cream and began to eat it. She screamed in joy and said. " It's yummy.... Amy want more. ...it's also cold." She said. " No amy you can't have it amy. It's cold, it will effect your brain." Her uncle warned. " Okay... But amy really want it..." Amy said. " It's okay... Uncle will give you more , if you want. But you can only have one. So uncle only took one, uncle can't have more." He said.

What the hell ? “Oh my God !!! You are soooooo pretty !!!!” my Mom- the great Alpha Zoe Stone screamed in her sing song voice like a fan girl and if Aunt Nyssa’s hugs spelt death then Mom’s were enough to kill you for ten lifetimes- not exaggerating. I repeat. I am NOT exaggerating.