The Break Up- Babies 18, 19, and 20

*About a month after the last post*

 I hugged Oliver tightly. Today would be his last day as a baby and I was going to miss him not understanding what I'm saying. Sure, it sounds selfish, but sometimes you just want to let off steam. 

I have quite a few things to rant about anyways, Tom and I have been fighting a lot for no real reason, I'm constantly having to take different medicines or get a higher dose because nothing is really working, and plus, I always have to worry about Chester showing up on my doorstep.

For once, one of my children didn't get my purple hair! Oliver aged up to be a perfect blend of his father and myself. For whatever reason, this child is obsessed with overalls. I don't know whether to be concerned or not.

Shortly after Oliver aged up Tom and I ended up having another fight. This time it's about Chester because he's been trying to contact me again and I never got around to telling Tom.
Tom: Why did you text me to stay away from you?
Me: Oh my gosh. I didn't mean to send that to you.
Tom: Who were you going to send it to then?
Me:...
Tom: Laura, what's going on?
Me: Chester has been trying to contact me again.
Tom: What?!? Why didn't you tell me?
Me: I don't know, maybe because I didn't want this to happen. I mean, we're fighting about everything lately.  Why fight about something else?
Tom: Well this one wouldn't be happening if you would have just told me. 

Me: Maybe it would be. Only it wouldn't be happening because I didn't tell you, but rather because he somehow got my contact information even though I've changed my email address and phone number. 

He groaned and hugged me. "You're right," He said. "I would have probably said that. And don't say I told you so."
I sighed. "I never said that I was going to.

After that I taught Izzy how to drive while Tom was teaching Oliver to walk. We both just needed a bit of time alone. These fights typically ended up this way. I don't think I'll be able to handle it much longer.

In the middle of our little drive we saw a protest. 

Well, Izzy and I have never been in a protest, so we had to join. We found out that we were protesting because the Science Facility was dumping Toxic Chemicals in the ocean. I made a mental note to never let any of the kids swim in the ocean.

When we got home I noticed a raccoon in our yard. During the day. We both went inside and I called animal control. I certainly didn't want a rabid raccoon biting any of the kids. 

Before they came though it made sure to knock down my garbage can to rummage through the trash. I hope it enjoyed the rotten lettuce in there while it could because it was in a cage relatively soon.

When it was gone I went to pick up the garbage can. Darn raccoon. 

Tom and I went to sleep without saying a word to each other. 

I decided to talk to him as soon as we both woke up. "Look," I said.
"This isn't working," He said at the same time.
"I think we need to..." I started.
"Take a break?" He finished.
"Yes. Maybe it would be best to just see other people for now."
"I agree," He said.
We stayed silent for a little bit. "So this is it?" I asked. "We're really breaking up?"
He took a deep breath. "I guess so."
We've both been thinking about this for weeks now, but it didn't make it hurt any less. 

Without another word Tom left.
I felt like I should have done what any other girl would do and engorge herself with chocolate, call her best friends, and cry and watch bad soap operas. I couldn't bring myself to do that though. I at least wanted to try and get things back to normal.

And also, I had a crying toddler that demanded my attention, so I couldn't go through the typical break up motions.
"Hey there," I said to him to calm him down. "Somebody's a little grumpy today, isn't he?"
"Mama," He said innocently as he hugged my arm tightly.

I looked out the window and noticed my best friend from high school, Aubrey Pearce. 

I went downstairs and went outside to greet her. "Hey," I said to her as I gave her an awkward one armed hug.
"Hey!" She said enthusiastically. "I'm glad I finally tracked you down!"
I laughed. "What do you mean by tracking me down?"
"You totally disappeared after your 18th birthday. I thought you were dead or something."
"No," I said. "No, I've just been busy."
"I see that," She said while looking at Oliver. "You have a kid?"
"Well, actually, 17 kids."
"DAAAAANG girl, you have been busy. How are you still such a stick."
"Stress," I said simply. I didn't think mentioning my stalker would be a good topic to bring up when meeting with an old friend.
"May I ask why you have 17 kids?"
"I'm doing a 100 baby challenge."

"That's exciting!" She said. Well, she's certainly taking it better than my mom. "Way more exciting than my life. Sheesh, you must be meeting some strange people."
"Oh, you have no idea," I said while shaking my head. "So, what have you been doing with your life?"

"Well, I live in a tiny rental house in Twinbrook. I used to be a architectural designer."
"Why did you quit?" I asked curiously.

"One day I decided I couldn't just go on doing a job that I hated. You know me, If something isn't working, I take action. So I quit."

"I also got my first tattoo. I decided on a phoenix because they represent rebirth, or a new way of life."

"I also got a part time job at the grocery store. I knew I had to make money somehow."

"I used that money to go on trips. The first trip was to Egypt, which is my favorite place to go."

"That was the first time I every cleared rubble,"

"Stuck my hand in strange holes,"

"Did archaeological work,"

"Found hidden walls,"

"And even charmed a snake. I still haven't been able to actually get a snake though, which irritates me greatly."

"In my downtime, I read some interesting Egyptian books."

"I ended up getting the eye of the scarab tattooed on my ankle."

"The next place I ended up visiting was China. I found some stairs that led to a tomb there, I didn't get to explore it until later though because I needed a certain keystone to get in."

"I also learned some karate."

"I got up all the way to a yellow belt while I was there, I'm still working my way to a black belt though."

"When I finally got the keystone into that tomb I had to dive into some well to actually get somewhere. It's was kind of ridiculous."

"I ended up getting yet another tattoo on my back to remember the trip.

"When I had some downtime I got a dog named Boxer. When I'm gone I get somebody to dogsit him." 

"The last place I went to was France. It was there that I encountered my toughest exploration yet. The Chateau du Langraab. I still get chills when I think of that place. It was rigged with traps and I'm pretty sure it was haunted. It definitely felt like I was being watched in there."

"I ended up giving up in there. After nearly dying from being electrocuted in a dark room, I knew it was time to go. I of course took a shower in a can first. It would be embarrassing exploring France if I was all singed."

"The rest of my trip I did more normal things, like make nectar."

"I also camped at this one site they have down there. I made roasted garlic over the fire."
"Ew," I said.
"Yeah, it was disgusting. Don't eat garlic by itself, it's not a good idea."

"When I got home I got a tattoo of some music notes on my belly button because I heard a lot of beautiful music there."
"And you say I have the excited life," I said while laughing.
"Having kids is exciting, is it not?"
"Yeah it is, but not as exciting as traveling and going through tombs."
"True, I guess, hey, you look kind of upset. Are you okay?"
"What? Oh yeah, sorry. I just broke up with my boyfriend, so I'm a little down in the dumps today."
"Oh, did he find out you were having children with other men?"

"He already knew," I said.
"Oh... Well, I have an idea to make you feel better."
"...What?" I asked.
"Have one of your other kids watch him and I'll show you."
"Alright," I sighed. What am I getting myself into now?

We ended up outside the local salon. 

"Aubrey," I started hesitantly. "Why are we here?"
"You're getting a tattoo."

"WHAT?!?" I nearly screamed. "I am sooooooo not a tattoo person. Oh my gosh Aubrey..."
"Calm down woman, it'll be fine. It only stings a little bit."
"I don't care how bad it hurts, it's just... I can NOT get a tattoo."
"What, is it against the law now or something?"
I stuttered, "Well, uh, no, but oh gosh, I give up."

With a satisfied smirk she made me sit in the chair where I got tattooed by... Mason Smith. Funny, I never pictured him as a tattoo artist.

I got a flower and some sparkles. Just because it looks pretty. There was no significant meaning behind it.

While we were there, Aubrey also forced me to get a new outfit. She said I needed to show off the tattoo.

Later that night I saw a man standing outside my house. He had strange glowing eyes. 

I went out there and talked to him, "Hi," I said hesitantly.
"Hey," He said in a thick Italian accent. "Are you Laura Johanson?"
"Yep," I said. "May I help you?"
"I'm Riley Aiello, I heard about your challenge and wanted to participate, but it appears you're weaker than I expected."
"Is that a bad thing?" I asked.
"Yes, I would crush you and also, I'm not sure about how the baby would affect you."
"Oh, I'm sorry about that. Maybe it wouldn't be a good idea to---" I suddenly stopped talking. "Turn me into a vampire."
What?!? No, I didn't just say that. What's going on here?
"Really?" He asked with a mischievous glint in his eye.
"N--- Yes."

I slowly held out my wrist, even though I really didn't want to. Was this guy controlling me somehow?
He bit down on my wrist hungrily.

I let out a small scream and when he was done he came up and whispered in my ear, "Call me when you're ready."
I felt him slip a piece of paper in my hand. Ready for what? When would I be 'ready'? Was this guy insane or something? Before I could ask these questions he rushed off. 

What just happened? But more importantly, why do I have to run into all of the creeps.

As I was falling asleep in what felt like a very, very empty bed I thought about all of the things that happened today, Tom and I broke up, I got a tattoo, and come vampire came and mind controlled me so I could have his kid.
Looking at all of the things that have happened since I started this challenge I can't even call the mind control weird anymore. I find this kind of sad. 

I spent the next day with Oliver at the park while everyone else was at school. They added in some more things for kids to play on. I thought it would be niceto spend some days out in the sun while I still could.

Oliver loved the spring ride there. He looked absolutely adorable while he was riding on it.

When I tried to take him off though, he crossed his arms and gave me a dirty look, refusing to move. 

"Oliver, you have to get off at some point."

He sneered in the other direction. "Other kids want to use the spring rider too," I said. "Wouldn't it be nice if they could have as much fun as you did?"
He looked back at me and uncrossed his arms stubbornly. 

As I lifted him off he still had that grumpy look on his face. "You might get to ride on it later," I said. That wiped that look off of his face.

In the mean time, I decided to teach the little guy how to talk. Unfortunately only knowing the words mama and papa wouldn't get him very far in life. Once we were done, as I promised I let him ride again on the spring rider. Then we went home.

At home I prepared a nice meal for everyone. I had to push away the thought that this would probably be one of the last things I ate before I turned into a vampire.

It was a relatively quiet dinner tonight. All of the kids were tired from homework and their after school activities.  And plus, Tessa and Felicity were upset because the Shop Club the joined was actually wood-shop, not shopping like they had hoped.

The next day I mainly cleaned up around the house, but then the teens told me they had an activity awards ceremony to attend, so we went there.

All of these are participation trophies, except for the golden hammer, that was for Alec being the Debate Club president.
I'm proud of my kids for trying all of these things.

I just finished cooking spaghetti when I felt... Different.

I set it down as red sparkles engulfed me. I looked down curiously. I thought that this would be a little more painful for some reason.

Suddenly I did feel some pain. I guess that it took a split second for it to kick in. I bit my tongue to keep from screaming in pain, after all I didn't want to worry my kids. Even though they might be a little concerned about me suddenly being surrounded red sparkles anyways. 

It felt like I was on fire, but on the inside, not on the outside. Also, I was pretty much blind the whole time. My vision went blurry as soon as I noticed the sparkles.

It was over faster than it started and I became half dead. How many people can say that they've been half dead before? Yeah, not many.

When the kids went to sleep I felt compelled to stay up for some reason. I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried, so I pumped some iron. I need some muscle anyways.

After pumping iron all night I gained some muscle and got to level 5 in the athletic skill. The bad thing was, it was a little more than I had bargained for. 

No more pumping iron at night for me.

I called Riley at about 6:00 in the morning and he came over right away. 

I still felt like I was being controlled by him, but at least he was gone soon.

Later, I aged everybody up. Oliver was still an adorable kid. He wore a freezer bunny shirt everyday and was pretty popular at school. Nobody could get over this kid's charm.

Felicity is going to become a model. I can only hope that she won't get too caught up in that world. From what I've heard it can be dangerous. 

Alec is one of those guys who can pull of long hair. He's going into law enforcement like Tom. 

Isabelle looks like she would be an athlete on the surface (Which is what I always thought she would be anyways.), but she's actually in the architectural design profession. 

Tessa is going into the stylist profession to as she says, "help the ugly." I was shocked to hear he say that because she was always a nice child, people change, I guess.

Diego grew up looking a little bit more like Bill. I tried not letting it bother me, at least he didn't act like him. If he ever does he knows I'll be disappointed in him.

Thirst is the worst part of being a vampire. I'm constantly craving blood, but I refuse to drink a human's blood because it's just gross. So I eat plasma fruit and drink plasma juice instead. I'm only satisfied for so long though.

After I ate the plasma fruit my baby bump finally appeared. 

I also called Riley because I was thirsty AGAIN. It's only been five minutes. "Why am I so thirsty all the time?" I asked.
"I don't know, are you drinking from a human?"
"No."
"That's why, you're only completely satisfied when you drink from a human."
I hung up. Of course. 

I went in the kitchen and grumpily drank some plasma juice. 

The next day while I was all alone anyways, I taught Sam how to sit. "You just crouch down like this and put your paws on the floor." I said as I demonstrated to him. 

He gave me a look filled with derp. This is useless.

Then he actually sat down! Who said you couldn't teach an old dog new tricks? 

I ended up falling asleep because there was nothing else to really do.

I woke up when the kids got home and got in the shower. Only to discover that somebody pulled the hair dye prank. At least it was easy to wash out.

At around 5:00 I got a call from somebody.
Me: Hello?
??: Hey, can you come over? I need to talk to you.
Me: Yeah, I'll be there in a second.
He gave me his address and I headed over. 

It was a pretty nice looking house. I walked hesitantly up to the door and rang the doorbell.

He came out and hugged me. "Hey," He whispered in my ear. I sighed. I missed his familiar voice, and his strong arms around me. 

"Hey," I said feeling a little breathless. 

Tom took a step back and we both got a good look at each other. "Did you just get out of work?" I asked.

"Yeah," He replied. "Why are you...?"
"I'll explain in a bit," I said.
"Come inside," He said.
"Alright."

We both sat down on the couch. "So why are you a vampire?" Tom asked.
"Well," Where do I even begin with this? "Some vampire showed up that wanted to be a challenge dad. He made me become a vampire for the pregnancy." I felt bad not telling him about the mind control portion of it, but he would flip out.
"I see," He said.
"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked, even though I probably already knew.
"Well, I was thinking about things and I was wondering  if we would ever get back together."
"I don't know," I said. "Maybe. Not now though."
"I really miss you, Laura."
"I miss you too, but, I really don't think that we were even ready for a relationship at this point. I don't know.  Maybe we could get back together at some point, just, not now. I'm sorry."

Without another word I got up to leave. Tom got up after me and grabbed my arm. "Wait," He said. 

I stopped and turned around, noticing that his face was just inches from mine. I rested my forehead against his. "What?" I whispered.
"I'm willing to wait. If you need me I'll be here," He said as he grabbed my hand.
I pulled my hand away and walked out trying not to cry. Could vampires even cry? 

I ended up practicing my charisma skill that night. People were spreading rumors about me and I always lost the case when I sued for slander, maybe the charisma skill would help a bit.

Pinky ended up waking me up as soon as I fell asleep. Don't get me wrong, I love that dog, but she can be ridiculous at times.

The good thing about waking up was that I went into labor.

Introducing baby 18, Zuri Johanson,

Baby 19, Ewart Johanson (Thank you Calista Smith xD),

And finally, Damian Johanson. (Thank you again to Calista Smith. That link with names helped a lot.)


Alright! I hope you enjoyed this post! I also hope you were able to refrain from crying/going on an angry rampage while reading this. I have to admit I almost did both of those things. That meeting with Tom almost got me. :'(
Thanks for reading!!

Answers, Answers, and More Answers-- Baby 17

After a lot of debating about who could be Diego's dad and a lot of Bill saying it wasn't him, we just decided to age him up. He looked a lot like me, but he had a different nose.The only problem was, we had no clue who's nose it was.

Tom: That looks like Bill's nose.

Me: But he insisted that it wasn't him.

Tom: Laura, I'm a cop. Not only can I tell when people are lying, but he seems guilty.

Me: But why would he try so hard to deny it if it was him?

Tom: Wouldn't you want to deny it if you were guilty too.

Bill: This is pitiful.

Me and Tom: What?

Bill: Well, we established that he has a nose similar to mine, what more do we need to discuss.

Me: So wait... It was you?

Bill: I can't believe I'm admitting it, but yes.

Me: Why didn't you just say this to begin with?!?

Bill: I don't want to go to jail.

Then Tom did something that surprised me and completely lashed out at Bill. I haven't seen him this angry before.
Tom: You're a little lying piece of crap, you know that, right?
Bill: What?
Tom: Don't what me. You know what I'm talking about. You're a cop who says he's going undercover in Bridgeport to stop crime from happening, then you go ahead and rape my girlfriend.
At this point Tom had went from angry, to fuming mad.
Bill: Dude... Calm down.
Tom: Calm down?!? How do you expect me to calm down right now?
Bill: Just... Calm down.
Tom: Just get out, please.
Bill: Alright, fine.
Tom: Before you get punched. Just run. Run for the hills.

Bill came up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I smacked him. "Don't touch her, you creep," Tom said.(Thank you to Calista Smith for that line right there. It helped me set up this whole fight so it helped a lot. *hug*)

"Sorry," Bill said timidly as he finally left.
I sighed and looked at Tom. "Well what do we do now?"
"Don't worry, I know people," He said.

I have a feeling that I will never want to meet these people. Ever.

The next day Tom took me to the psychologist that was supposedly supposed to be really awesome and all the jazz. He talked about it all night and I couldn't sleep. Although it's not like I could really sleep anyways, so at least we were talking.

When we walked in I set eyes on the fakest, most plastic human Barbie I had ever seen. You could tell that she had seen quite a few bottles of hair dye, boob jobs, and tummy tucks in her time. Maybe she also got attacked by a few carrots on her way into work too, because she looked slightly orange.
However I couldn't help but feel slightly jealous because she was totally checking Tom out. "Yo, ditzy secretary, over here," I said.
Tom snorted.
"What do you want?" She asked in the most annoying, nasally, valley girl voice I ever heard.
"I kind of have an appointment. You, know, that's why I'm here."
"Oh," She said in her annoying voice. I swear I just want to punch her every time she talks. I could tell Tom was refraining from laughing at this point too. He could sense how ticked I was getting though because he wrapped his left arm around my waist tightly.
"Don't attack the secretary you feisty little thing," He whispered in my ear. "That my send off a bad message."
I whispered in his ear. "I just want to pull those hair extensions off her ugly little head."
He laughed again and the secretary looked at us. "Are you going to tell me your name or not?"
"Laura Johanson," I said.
"Go sit over there, I'll tell you when the doctor is ready."

We sat down in the little waiting area with ugly couches, old newspapers, and bad magazines. Tom looked at the top of the newspaper at the top of the stack. "Hey Laura, did you know you're getting stalked?"
"No," I said sarcastically. "I never noticed."
He laughed. "Someone's a bit moody today."
"No, I'm only moody right now because the skank keeps checking you out."
It was true. She kept glancing over here and admiring Tom's muscles. This time she had the nerve to ask, "You wanna bang in the bathroom with me?"
Tom put his hand over my mouth and held me down right as I was about to use some very inappropriate language and launch myself at her.
"No thank you, to be quite honest you're too fake for my liking," Tom said.
She scoffed. "At least I have boobs."
Oh she did not just go there. "Nah, she has boobs," Tom said nonchalantly.
She laughed. "How would you know?"
"I'm her boyfriend. What do you think we do? Play Go Fish at night? No, we..." I smacked Tom in the arm. "All that I'm saying is she has boobs, they're just not fake like yours."

That made her shut up. She turned back to her computer and started typing again, trying not to make eye contact with us.
Tom and I started talking again. "Seriously," He said. "You're jealous of that.... that... Creature?"
I giggled. "Most guys would be all over her."
"Ew. No way," He said. "She seems too high maintenance to me."
"And I'm not?"
He chuckled. "Well, you are at times, but she seems like the whiny type of girl who demands diamonds and other expensive things."
"Yeah," I said. "How can you tell?"
"Well, I used to have a girlfriend just like this chick."
"I would've never imagined you with someone like that," I said laughing.
"Yeah, she always demanded that I get her expensive jewelry. And shih tzus. She had a strange obsession with those annoying, yippy dogs."
"That's really weird."
"Yeah, she was a strange woman. I have no clue why I dated her."
"You wanted to get laid?"
"... Well, that was probably part of the reason," He said.
I looked at him. "Okay, yes it was. But she said I had to give her the dogs first."
I laughed and the secretary looked over at us. "He's ready," She said. She still seemed a bit bitter.

We walked in to this. "Sit down." He said in a high-pitched voice.

"You're Laura, right?" He asked me. 

"Yes..."
"You got a phobia? I've seen some weird ones like for butterflies, dolphins, ladybugs, possums, raccoons, parakeets, chocolate, ducks, toilets,bunnies, purple hair," He glanced up at my head. "Plaid, bagpipes, hippies, reptiles, monkeys, carpet, spandex, body hair, in laws, bubblegum, goats, priests--"
I stopped him. This list wasn't going to be finished any time soon. "You intrigue me, can I have your babies?"
Tom laughed. When had I become so straightforward?
He got up. "I have to go, I'm not the actual guy. He'll be out in a few minutes," He said as he started rushing out.
"Wait!" I yelled after him. "You don't have to Woohoo with me! Just donate a sample to the sperm bank."
"I'll get right to that," He said as he slipped through the door.

Then this guy walked in. "Hello," He said in a deep voice.

You have GOT to be kidding me.

He just sat there and stared at us. 

Then this guy came in. "Get out," He said.

The weird guy got up and walked out.

This new guy sat in the chair. "Sorry about those two. You must have ticked off Valery, she only send them in here if someone annoys her."
"Is that the...?" I began.
"Secretary?" He asked. "Yes, it is. Anyways, I'm Weston Ferris. You must be Laura and Tom. Laura, this is your first appointment, correct?"
"Yeah," I said.
"So what brings you here?"
I stiffened. Tom gave me a supportive look. "Well," I started. "I was raped and there's this stalker named Chester who won't leave me alone."

He looked over at Tom. "I'm going to ask you this question, have either of these situations had an effect on Laura at all? Has she changed at all?"
"Yeah," Tom said. "She eats less when she's stressed out because of these things and she hasn't been sleeping much lately."
"Anything else?"
"Well, she's just seemed very unhappy lately. And pretty unmotivated to do anything. She's kind of reminding me of a zombie lately but she's putting on a smile and doing things anyways."
He turned back towards me. "Now have you ever harmed your self, thought about suicide, or tried committing suicide."
 

The question lingered in the air for a couple of seconds. "Well, harmed myself no, but I have considered suicide a couple of times."
"When?"
"When I was a teen and then recently before I told Tom about the rape?"
"What happened when you were a teen?"
I hesitated. I never told Tom about what happened between me and my dad or the thoughts I was having (AN: Muahahahahaand you never knew either because in that post Laura's thoughts were a secret. *evil cackle*) . I was always too nervous to. Eh, whatever, I might as well just let it all out now. "Well, my dad was abusive towards both me and my mom."
"I see..."

After some more talking about my feelings and many issues, Weston finally said. "Okay Laura, I think we're pretty much done for today. However, I believe you may have depression and I would like to see you again next week and prescribe you some medicine."
"So they're basically happy pills?"
"In a nutshell, yes," He said laughing. 

"Alrighty then."
He looked at Tom. "Also, I want you to ask Laura how she's feeling every night just to see if she's doing any better. Oh, and don't let her tell you 'I'm fine' or other crap like that. From what I've heard today that probably isn't true. Make her actually answer."
"No problem," Tom said to him.
Weston gave me the prescription. "And please. Take the happy pills. Just. Do it. Please. I even put you on a decent sized dosing. You need it."
"Oh... Well, thanks then."

 When we got home I change up my look. My hair was getting a bit longer and I could now bobby pin it back.
Tom also made me take some happy pills right away. 

 The kids have been very cliquey lately. Alec and Isabelle only hung out with each other and wouldn't let their sisters, Tessa and Felicity join them in the pool. So they both just rode on the spring riders and eventually moved on to playing catch with the Angry Birds plushy. 

 Diego was absolutely in love with Pinky (Thank you to Calista Smith and Claire Bunker for requesting that name!). He reached out to hug her and she just licked him. "No doggy kisses." He said in his innocent little toddler voice. When Pinky looked hurt by his little rule he said, "Just kidding, I love puppy kisses."
Pinky jumped on him and licked his face while he giggle. "Pinky," I said. "No jumping."
She quickly got off of Diego and continued her licking fest. I have a strange dog. 

 While Tessa and Felicity were playing a paparazzi guy came and started snapping photos of them.

 Just as he was writing something down I walked out of the house. 

 "Hey, paparazzi," I said. When he ignored me I added, "Guy with a camera and cornrows."
"What?" He asked in an annoyed voice.
"Get off my lawn and stop taking pictures of my children you creep."
He sighed and walked away. 

While I was making dinner, Tom offered to teach Jace how to drive. He really is very helpful, I don't know when I would have even found time to do that.

*Tom's POV*

 Me: So how are you?
Jace: Shut up. 

Me: Wow, you're just like your father.
Jace: Shut up.
I sighed and just looked ahead. 

 *Laura's POV*

 I was reading a book called "Special Snowflake," when Tom came in and sat next to me.
"How did it go?" I asked as I finished a paragraph and closed the book.
"You have a very angsty son."
"I know. Trust me, I've tried talking to him a thousand times, but he just pushes me away."
"Yep."

 "So," Tom said. "I'm supposed to do this ever night."
"Oh no."
"Oh yes," He said. "So, how are you feeling tonight."
"Oh... Well," I muttered. Tom grabbed my hand reassuringly and I smiled hesitantly at him.
"It's okay, you don't have to rush."
"I'm feeling pretty overwhelmed right now."
"Why?"
"Because, everything feels like it's happening so fast lately. What if I get caught up in everything and just crack? Or--"
Tom kissed me and cut me off. "What was that for?" I asked, feeling quite caught off guard. Do I need to tell him that? Eh... No, not necessary. I think he could tell.

"To stop you."
"Why?"
"You were starting with 'what ifs' again. Don't ask questions, we just have to try our best and if nothing works then we'll try something else. We'll get through this."

 The next day I woke up to a very hungry toddler. Look at him shoveling that food in. 

 Then of course I started teaching Diego how to walk. "I don't wanna get up." He said stubbornly.
"You're going to have to eventually."
"Not now."
I sighed. "Don't you want to be able to give Pinky walks?"
The got him up!

 As I was potty training Diego Tom came in. Completely. Shirtless.
"I'm going to work out. I'll be in the basement if you need me."
"You do that," I said as I tried not to stare at his beautiful abs. 

"Oh, I will, I'm getting a bit out of shape."

Sure he is. I rolled my eyes. 

 Later that day we had a couple of birthdays. Now we have two elder dogs. It turns out Pinky was older than we thought when we adopted her. 

 Then Jace also aged up. 

 He aged up to look just like his dad aside from the purple hair.
He joined the Firefighter profession and then moved out.

I of course got pregnant via the turkey baster. It was the first fake psychologist's baby. It turns out he actually DID donate to the sperm band. Who knew?

 The next morning I had the urge to vomit while Tom was taking a bath. "Are you okay?" He asked sounding very confused.
"Yep, fine," I said as I threw up again. "Hey Tom?" I asked when I was done.
"Yes?"
"Could you stop checking out my butt?"
"Dang, how'd you know?"
"You're just that predictable," I said as I got up and went to brush my teeth.

 Later that night we had more birthdays that we couldn't do yesterday because of grades and toddler skills.

 Isabelle, or as she likes to be called now, Izzy, is in the sports club and also the debate club. She's a very strong girl and doesn't let anybody judge her.

 Tessa is a teenager who's obsessed with shopping and music. So it would only make sense that she's in those two clubs with her sister, Felicity. She wants to be a model one day.

 Alec was in the debate club and study club. He didn't want to do anything, but I was able to convince him to do something. He turned into a bit of a rebellious teenager. 

 Felicity is, how do I say it,  a bit of a snob. She only talks to Tessa and always makes fun of her other siblings. 

 To take your mind off of birthdays for one second, I'm pregnant! What else is new?

 Diego is a bit of a loner. Kids bully him at school because he's more shy.We're talking to his principal about it though.

 The next day was spent doing laundry. I got so behind on it. The house was starting to stink. I also did the other chores we had all been avoiding.

 I was so exhausted that I went to take a nap and didn't realize I had slept for quite a few hours until Tom curled up next to me.
When I tried to have a mini freak out he just shushed me and told me to just go to sleep.

 Since I had somehow slept longer than everyone else, nobody was home when I woke up. So I called Skye and we went to the beach and played chess.
"So, how are you?" She asked.
"I've been better, you?" I asked. 

"Good, want to talk about it?"
"Not really, I just kind of want to forget about everything for a little bit."
"Gotcha," She said. "We could... Gossip."
"Alright," I said.
"I can't believe that Luke was just meeting with his sister!"
"Oh, I know. I did not think that was who he was meeting with."
"Me neither! I thought he was having an affair. Which I would have had to whoop him if he did."
"Same here."
"You have anyone you need me to whoop, Laura?"
"Yeah, I'll give you my hit list later."
She laughed.
"Oh, I'm not kidding, I will really get you a hit list."

 Once I got home I finally went into labor. 

Introducing Oliver Johanson!

Oi. It's over. -_-
Thank god. 

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this long awaited post.