I woke up as soon as the alarm went off. I got up 10 minutes after the alarm went off.
I ignored the alarm and only woke up at 10:00 am and missed the bus to take us to Moonlight Falls.
Hey, look, I’m heavily pregnant with triplets and my kids all want to grow up as soon as we get there, so I kinda, just a little, forcibly threw the alarm clock across the room and broke it when it went off at six am.
I didn’t really sleep that well either.
His stupidly beautiful face is haunting me as soon as I close my eyes. Ask Jones, I was groaning every time I closed my eyes, he could hear it from his room.
Well, damn Isabelle could. She said to me this morning at 11 am, “So, Natalie, those were some interesting grunts I heard from your room last night,” then she looked at Jones, and they both laughed at some inside joke.
Honestly. I should be nagging them about strange grunts. They’re like rabbits, those two. Many a night have I walked in to borrow a curler from Isabelle and found her dressed up in sexy lingerie.
[LOL…Jones’ face here >.<]
So now, here we are in Moonlight Falls.
Jones was out the whole night, “helping Isabelle move in.” Trust me, We all know what was really happening there.
And since this town is so freaky, Isabelle came out the closet and said she’s a fairy. That was… unexpected.
Hey, well I had joined the party by having a fairy’s baby.
Luka!!!! This boy is going places.
Still one of my sexiest babies.
Rogan, spitting image of his dad.
After the kids had grown up, I got a call from my darling rabbit , Jones. (Honestly, he should be called Sargent Rabit, not Alex.)
“Jones? Can’t this wait until you get home?”
“…No.” I can almost imagine him running his hands through his famous Lemi hair.
“Ok, well then, what’s so special now?”
I felt like I was being choked.
“And what, Jones?” I spat.
“We’re getting married.”
I suddenly slammed the phone down, tears streaming down my face.
It isn’t fair.
It just isn’t fair.
Just as I got out of the pool, I felt labour pains hit.
Baby 22, Fauna
Baby 23, Fern.
In honour of breast cancer awareness month, October, I have dyed my hair pink. Considering I have breast cancer, I thought it would be suitable.
Also, we decided to throw a house warming party.
I came as a fairy.
The twins were very excited.
Cassy did not enjoy the dancer that Jones insisted on getting and Robin couldn’t stop staring at. >.<
I walked through the house, greeting the odd person I knew while Isabelle glowed, her baby bump already showing, and greeting most of the guests here, as most of them were 2nd cousins once removed and all her school friends.
I heard a familiar voice and suddenly my whole happy facade dripped away.