I had just finished work for the day, it had been busier than normal in the canteen, and Candice had been sick, which meant I had double the work to do. I walked home, and found Sam, Marley and Denzil were already doing homework, and Prince was mesmorised by the TV. I sat down at the kitchen table and decided to spend an hour doing my essay for Tom, before the chaos of Dinner in the Kelly household.
I knew I shouldn't have had that drink, Why I did it, I will never know, but I did, and after that one, I had another, followed by another, it was any wonder that my Baby turned out OK, but he was born, and I fell in love with him that Instant, I called him Marley. I had been reading a Christmas Carol, just before he was born, and well, I don't think I would have ever been forgiven by Shane if I picked the name scrooge, which I did suggest, but power of Vito and all.
Marley was delightful, he had his father's colouring and was a wonderful baby, he hardly ever cried, but when he was only a few months old, I was pregnant again. Shane though he had married a bloody rabbit, but we were happy, and this time, I did manage to stay off the drink for the entire 9 months. Earl was born, and he was nothing like his brother, I knew he was going to be bother from a very young age, and I hit the drink, I found it so hard to cope with 2 babies, and looking back, I knew what I had. I had Post Natal Depression, back then it wasn't as widely known about, least not in Fennell's Bay, going back to our small Harbour town, was like a kick back to the 50's. But I tried my best to get on with it, until the fateful day.
I had been to the park with Marley and Earl, both still Tiny, but Marley was walking now, we spent the day on the swings, before heading back home. I opened the door to our house, and heard noises coming from upstairs, so I, being me, went to investigate, Shane was in my bed, with another woman, she looked gorgeous and young, not washed up like me. I was far from old, but after having 2 kids, was I just used goods to him, he wanted a younger model. I done the only thing I knew how then. I got the kids, packed their things, took all the money I could find and left. I went back to my parents, but that was no good for more than a few days, so I decided to go to the City.
We got a small house in Castleknock on the outskirts of Dublin, I started to drink again, that was a given, everytime there is some drama in my life I drink, wither I be happy or sad. I think its some kind of disease, or maybe genetic, like father like daughter, but everytime I got drunk I hated myself even more. I went out one night to a club, I had put the boys to sleep and left them. They would be fine, they would just sleep through the night, and I met a man. He seemed nice, but with me judging, he was probably some psycho. It didn't matter he found me attractive, and I did him, but after a bottle of Sambuka, anything in trousers seems attractive to me. I took him home to my house, and the next morning he left, I didn't even get his name.
A few months later I was beginning to show, my belly was ever expanding, and this time I hoped for a girl. Marley was great, but 2 year old Earl, was a different story, he like to kill animals, just bugs and things, but still that's not normal is it. I was walking along O'Connell street going to the General Post Office to get my Child Support money when I heard someone shout "wait up" when I turned round it was him. The only reason I recognised him was from the next morning, when I woke up I had no idea who he was or what happened the night before, It took me a long time to get that memory back.
"Your Pregnant" he said in disbelief and I nodded and told him it was his. He introduced himself as Reynold, and that leads to another chapter of my life.