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Its like a miracle, its almost impossible but it happened. “We hired nannies for you baby, but you still tire yourself.” Damien says taking my hand and leading me to the couch. My body is exhausted, wolf or not, taking care of babies is a lot of work. Ever since I gave birth I started seeing my mom in a different light. I respect her even more now. It's not easy, it needs dedication. My body feels sore and my eyes puffy. My triplets are ten months old now and they are adorable. It's been hard creating time for my mates buy they have been really understanding.

Stacie pouted at me making me feel guilty right now. But they don't know how it feels to go to a club with your mom, watch the woman who gave birth to you get hinted on by a couple of guys twice younger than her. It sucks and it's so embarrassing. "Okay enough of that baby cakes, How is your dating life right now."

There's nothing like a good pampering to put a girl in a fantastic mood. Another reason for our trip to the spa is that Mom wants to spend quality time with us, having been absent for hours on end due to the multiple shifts she had to take in the hospital, she’s been more absent than present lately and I know she feels guilty. I wish I could tell her to save her guilt though because Leo and I definitely put to good use the period of no adult/parental supervision. I went to a party in an outfit I doubt Mom would’ve approved of and Leo has been busy doing Leo things, all of which I'm sure ranges from disallowed-by-mom to illegal-as-hell. Mom works as a nurse for Rixon General Hospital, which s

He looks at me as though I was sick "What do you mean you won't eat if I don't eat?" He asked me and I looked at him directly into his eyes "I WILL NOT LET EAT IF YOU DO NOT EAT, and you shouldn't forget I am pregnant" I say and he groaned "Why wouldn't you leave me, Aubrey?" He grumbled and I smiled sweetly at him "What's the fun of leaving you alone, come on I am hungry, and if you don't eat I will not be able to eat" I whined and held my baby bump "Are you that hungry, don't worry your dad will not purposely starve us, when he eats then we will be able to eat too and I am sure he won't take time, so hold on a bit, uh, your dad is a good person and will not starve us" I say, talking to my

“In the meantime, I meant what I said about supporting you. If you need anything from after school care to letters of recommendation, I’m here. I wasn’t kidding when I said you’re doing great. It’s not often children of addicts turn out well and here you are, clearly doing very well in school while working and doing a better job raising Theo than many adults do in ideal circumstances.” I feel tears stinging my eyes, but swallow them down and say, “Thank you, I-I don’t l know what I would do if someone took him away.” “If I may add, the title of mommy isn’t for the person that birthed a child. It’s for the person that cares for, nurtures, comforts and loves them. So you should feel very proud

I could feel her sweet titties mashing against mine and it got me instantly wet. "How was your day, momma?" I asked. "Oh, you know same ole stuff. It's hard being a pretty girl around a bunch of horny old men. They are always saying things that they gotta know that I can hear," she answered. Momma works at a bank headquarters. She is the chief secretary for the entire top floor of executives. Her work mostly consists of managing each of their individual secretaries and scheduling things. But she spends a lot of her time in conferences with them cause they don't trust anyone else like they do her.

Jade said through his tears. "Jade son, listen to me. You are Jade David Westwood. No one, absolutely no one has the right to make you feel miserable son. YOU ARE MY SON!!! YOUR ARE ASHLEY MILLER'S SON!! You know what, before your mother gave birth to you guys, she was strong and independent. She never allowed anymore to put her down. She never cared where and when, as long as she thinks she is right, she fight for it. I know it's hurt son, but no matter what, don't let people make you feel less about yourself. Whether you are rich or poor.

"As long as she gets to see me play." "I will need a babysitter for her for the games she will miss." I bet l am dampening his mood and he probably thinks this baby issue is a problem and if he thinks that then bye bye mister "That's easy. My mom won't mind looking after." Chris quickly responds "Your mom?" I am generally shocked "Yes she's actually a peadaetrician so easy peasy." "She doesn't even know me and here she is taking care of my baby." I try to be logical.

"I'm glad to hear that. It's important to take good care of yourself, especially during this special time. Have they given you any advice or tips?" “Yes mom, they gave me a couple of tips, but of course I would love to hear from you too” I tell her "Motherhood is a journey filled with joy, challenges, and endless love," she remarks, her eyes reflecting the depth of her own maternal experiences. I ask her about her favorite memories of raising Jim, curious to glimpse into the past. She smiles nostalgically, recounting tales of his childhood antics and the bond they shared. As our conversation continues, Mrs. Dan imparts valuable advice about parenthood, love, and navigating the complexities o

Paul asked, and I nodded. "Yeah, I know. It's been cool living with my family and getting work before I fell pregnant." "Oh!" He smiled, meeting my gaze. "So right now? Can I ask more about yourself? Like, how have you been doing? Coping with your child and work?" "He has a nanny. And my mom doesn't go to work except on the days that she goes out to do her philanthropic work. But she stays with Almond and looks after him with the nanny." I thought about my mother; she can be mean to me at times, but she loves Almond and plays with him. He is her first grandchild, after all. But she tends to shout at me while she pampers him.