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Thank you to those who supported Beautiful Disaster! I do want to address one reviewer who couldn't even identify themself. Let's remember I am 33 years old and birthed 2 kids. I think I know what I'm talking about. Also, I have NEVER taken nor "borrowed" from anyone else's stories. I write for fun and in no way am I perfect. I'm human I make mistakes. I would like to know which planet you are from where you think you are so perfect that you feel the need to degrade someone the way you did.

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"I'm home!" Maisie called out as she walked through the front door. Tossing her backpack to the side, she hurried towards the wobbly baby.
Charlie pulled himself up, using the coffee table to balance himself. With a loud screech, he reached for his sister and took an unsteady step away from the table and towards Maisie.
"Hey, kiddo!" Owen called out from the kitchen. "How was school?"
Ignoring Owen, she dropped to her knees to catch her brother in her arms. The boys green eyes gleamed at his sister. He gripped her face and placed a sloppy kiss on her cheek. "Ew, Charlie!" Maisie giggled and put him back on the floor with his toys.
"Where's Mom?" She asked as she looked around the living room.

Owen rolled his eyes and walked around Maisie to grab her backpack. "Running around out there somewhere."
Owen's answer to her question had her shaking her head. "I hope I never have kids. She is obsessed with exercising!" She huffed and sat at the table while Owen placed her agenda in front of her to start her homework.
"Apparently she has five more pounds to lose before Charlie's birthday in two weeks. She's determined to lose all the baby weight by his first birthday." Owen reached out and tugged her ponytail. "Just let her be. Five more pounds... just have to get through five more." He mumbled more to himself than to Maisie.
"Dadada!" Charlie blabbed, crawling across the kitchen floor towards his father.
Owen turned immediately and smiled down at his son, now gripping his pant leg to pull himself up. "Hey, Bud." He greeted Charlie and took him into his arms. "What do you say we go do some manly things while we wait for your mother to get back." He turned to look at Maisie, "be outside. Let me know if you need help."
She nodded and went back to her homework.
"Ok, big guy." Owen placed Charlie on the grass and popped the hood of Claire's car. "Today's lesson is changing the oil in Mom's car." He glanced down at where he sat Charlie down and found him crawling towards where Claire appeared back in the yard.
"Mama!" He giggled as she continued to run towards him.
"What are you guys doing?" She panted, trying to catch her breath.
"Well, I'm trying to teach him how to change the oil in your car, but you're distracting him."
Claire raised an eyebrow. "He's not even one, Owen."
"Never too early to learn." Owen disagreed.
"Maisie home yet?" Claire asked and placed Charlie back on the ground.
Owen nodded, "Already doing homework."
"Good, I'm going to shower." She said and bent over to tassel Charlie's dark hair. "Then it's nap time for you."
By the time Claire was out of the shower, Maisie had claimed Charlie and was crawling around the yard with him. He squealed when he saw his mother walking down the front steps.
"Ok, Big Guy, time for a nap." Claire said as she scooped him up into her arms. She kissed his cheek and like with Maisie earlier, Claire received a drool-filled kiss. She turned to look at Maisie, "your homework finished?"
Maisie stood up and nodded. "Just have to check my math homework and can you help me study for my spelling test?"
Claire nodded, "I'll meet you at the table."
Maisie and Claire sat at the table while Owen worked on getting the steaks ready for the grill. Claire nibbled her bottom lip as she watched him place the meat on a platter to take outside. Owen caught her look and groaned. "You're not eating this, are you."
"I'll just have a salad." She said through clenched teeth.
Owen rolled his eyes. "But I'm making it the way you like it!"
Claire's eye twitched and her stomach growled. "No thanks."
"Claire it's—"
She raised her hand to cut him off "When you give birth to a seven pound baby, but gain twenty pounds within nine months, you can have a say on how it's only a little weight!"
"Ok, ok... I'll be outside." Owen hurried out the back door and shut it, leaving Claire and Maisie alone.
"I think you look like you always have." Maisie said quietly. Her eyes locked on the index card Claire was gripping in her hands.
Claire nodded. "I know, but it's just a few more pounds and I'll be back to what I was."
Maisie decided to let it go and finished spelling her last word.
After dinner the family of four were seated in the living room. Claire and Owen watching TV while Maisie sat at their feet playing patty-cake with Charlie.
"Can we have desert?" Maisie asked Owen.
They both glanced at Claire. "What?" She snapped.
"You want anything? Bowl of ice maybe? Some celery on the side?" Owen jumped off the couch dodging the pillow Claire chucked at him.
"I'll get the bowls!" Maisie yelled and hurried out of Claire's line of sight.
"I'm going to get you some ice cream." Owen told her.
"Owen.. I don't—"
"One bowl isn't going to make you gain all that weight back."
Claire folded her arms against her chest. "All that weight?"
Owen scratch the back of his neck. "I meant the baby weight. Not that you need to lose any more. You're back in your old clothes, right?"
"Owen?"
"Yeah?" Owen's voice shook.
"How deep do you want to dig your hole?"
"Hole!" Charlie clapped his hands.
Claire looked down at her son and smiled before letting her eyes fall back on her husband. "Even he gets it."
Owen bent down and picked up Charlie. "You're supposed to be on my side, remember?" He mumbled and turned to bring him into the kitchen.
Charlie bounced in his fathers arms when he saw the ice cream Maisie had grabbed.
"Here," Owen handed Charlie to Maisie. "Occupy him for a minute while I get the ice cream. Whatever you do keep him away from the living room."

Maisie giggled, "He's a mama's boy, he can't help it."
"Exactly why they need to be separated. It's bad enough I have the two of you constantly gaining up on me. I don't need him to start."

Rolling her eyes, Maisie bounced Charlie on her hip as she told Owen what toppings she wanted on her ice cream.

Deciding to stay on her good side, Owen filled a bowl with yogurt and strawberries for Claire. He was proud of how hard she was working.

"Here you go," Owen said as he placed Claire's bowl on her lap.

She narrowed her eyes at him, but followed his motion and looked down to the bowl on her lap. She glanced up quickly and smiled. "Thank you."

The day before Charlie's birthday, Claire rushed out of the master bathroom and leaped onto the bed where Owen was still sleeping. "I did it!" She shrieked and bounced around on her knees.

"Did what?" Owen groaned, still asleep.

"I'm down to my pre-pregnancy weight!"

Owen sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He forced a smile though he was still trying to wake up. "Awesome, Babe. I'm proud of you."

"We're going to out dinner to celebrate! I want a burger."

Owen chuckled and pulled her down to lay beside him. "Anything you want."

Charlie fussed from his crib and Claire jumped off the bed. "I'll get him."

Owen got up and stretched. "I'll make the coffee."

Owen choked on his coffee when Claire walked into the kitchen. She wore a dark blue pencil shirt, matching heels and a white blouse. Charlie balanced happily on her hip. "You look beautiful." he choked out.

"I feel like me again! Those last few pounds were a killer." He leaned forward and kissed her before taking Charlie from her arms.

"Hey!" Claire reached for Maisie as she dragged her feet into the kitchen.

Maisie looked up at her with wide-eyes. "Hi?" She hesitated.

"How about I pick you up after school and we spoil ourselves at the spa."

"Oh!" Maisie's eyes lit up. "That sounds perfect."

"The spa?" Owen questioned. "Sounds boring."

"Mani, pedi and a facial does not sound boring!" Maisie argued. Once Claire brought Maisie to the spa for the first time, she was hooked.

Owen nodded, deciding not to say anything more. Maisie hurried off to get ready for school and Owen sat Charlie in his highchair. Claire stepped up behind him and moved her hands around his side. Slipping under his shirt she traced the planes of his abs with her fingers. "Thank you," she said softly and kissed his back.

He turned slowly, shivering at the way her fingers tickled his skin as he moved. "For what?" He asked, bringing his arms up to wrap around her waist.

"Listening to my constant complaining."

He smiled and pecked her lips. "You're one determined woman. That's what I love most about you. You're one hot Mama."

Claire rolled her eyes and stretched up on her toes to kiss him. "After the kids go to bed you better save room for dessert."

Owen moaned and brought his lips to her neck. "I always have room for dessert."

Charlie's bowl clattering to the floor made them both jump. "Hey!" Owen pointed his finger at his son while Claire knelt down to pick up the cheerios on the floor. "What did I tell you about interrupting us."

Charlie giggled and clapped his hands.

"You're lucky you're so damn cute!" He poked Charlie's cheek and he giggled again.

Maisie appeared back in the kitchen and joined Claire and Owen at the table. Both their eyes were locked on Claire. "What?" She asked with her mouth full.

"No bowl of fruit for breakfast?" Maisie wondered.

Claire shook her head and took another bite of her muffin. "No more dieting. I'm back to my normal weight."

"Oh, thank goodness!" Maisie sighed and poured her cereal into her bowl.

This had Owen laughing and Claire couldn't help but join in. Nothing was going to ruin her mood today.