CHAPTER 2

ARIZONA'S POV

"I can't believe that tomorrow he is going to start school Calliope. When did he become so grown up? It feels like yesterday we were walking the floors with him at night." I say to my wife.

Callie and I are laying in our bed in complete darkness. My head is resting on her chest, and I'm tracing random patterns across the skin on her stomach.

"I don't know babe. But we can't keep him home and somehow magically make him stay small. He is growing up." Callie says and I feel her hand rubbing up and down my back soothingly.

"The twins are getting more and more independent every day. Before we know it Haden's going to have a girlfriend and the twins will be in Junior High."

"Ok babe. You are getting way ahead of yourself here. It's kindergarten. Relax." Callie says with a laugh.

"What about having another baby?" I ask. My wife's hand stops moving on my back and she reaches over and turns on the lap by the bed.

"You are not serious right now, right?" She asks in a shocked voice.

"I don't know. Maybe.. what do you think?" I say, shrugging my shoulders.

"I think you had one too many glasses of wine with dinner. You're talking crazy right now. Three kids that have two surgeon mothers is enough for us." Callie says right back.

"Don't you miss having a tiny little human to hug and kiss and that wants you to hold them all the time? The twins couldn't be any less interested in hugs and kisses these days. They just want to be on the go all the time. And don't get me started on Haden. He already doesn't want us to kiss him when anyone is around." I continue with a pout.

"Arizona. I am just as sad as you are about our baby growing up and starting school. But we have a long, loooong while before any of them are leaving this house. I think having another baby would be marital suicide. Do you remember how long we went without sex after the twins were born? Do you remember how many nights we didn't sleep because as soon as Hannah would fall asleep, Hunter wanted to wake up and play? Or vice versa? I know I sure as hell do." Callie says.

Remembering everything as she was saying it, the idea of how sweet and cute it would be to have another baby disappeared almost instantly.

"Ok. You're totally right. No more babies. Luckily we have the safest sex that there is, and I can't knock you up on accident." I say as Callie turns the lamp back off.

"You're tellin' me. I have never been so grateful to be a Lesbian, as I am during your 'I want another baby' spells." Callie says and we both bust out laughing.

"I love you Calliope. Good night babe." I say to my wife, giving her a small kiss on the lips.

"I love you too babe. Good night." Callie says before we both end our conversing and begin to let sleep take over.

*The next morning*

"Mommy….mama… WAKE UP!" Haden yells as he superman flies onto our bed in between us. "Today is my first day of school. Come on mama. I need to get dreeeesed." He says while trying with all his strength to pull Callie out of our bed.

"Hold on their buddy. Let mama slip on her robe and we will get you ready. We have plenty of time. I promise." Callie says while removing the covers and standing. Wiping the sleep out of her eyes, she throws on her robe, ties it shut and follows our 5 years old towards his room.

I get up as well, slip on some yoga pants and peek on the twins. They are both sound asleep in their individual rooms, so I head downstairs to start making coffee for my wife and I, and some breakfast for Haden. As badly as I wanted to take him to school on his first day, I have a scheduled surgery and couldn't push it no matter how hard I tried to get out of it. So Callie promised to take plenty of pictures for me to see.

Just as I finished with breakfast, my wife and my son come walking into the kitchen. Haden just beams excitement from his face. His hair is spiked up the way my brother started doing it, and now Haden insists on wearing it that way every place we go. He has on some little blue jeans, and a button down pin strip shirt. Looking down at his feet, I notice he has on his trust old converse shoes.

"Uh, babe. Why doesn't he have his new shoes on for school? Those are so old and very unflattering." I say to my wife, while pointing down at our sons shoes.

"He insisted on wearing them. He gets that from you… I hate those shoes, but you and he insist on wearing them." Callie tells me matter-of-factly.

She does have a point there. Whenever I'm not in sneakers or heely's for work, I am in my converse, at all times.

"They are for good luck mommy. For my big day." Haden says with his smile, and those Robbins dimples on display.

"They sure our big boy. I'm so happy that you are excited about today. Just remember that if anything happens, or you need anything you go find your teacher. Ok? And I will be there to pick you up when you get out today." I say before kissing his cheek.

Haden climbs up at the breakfast table, and I hand him his bowl of oatmeal, and some fresh fruit. He wastes no time devouring his meal and stands to place his bowl in the sink.

"Mama, I'm ready. Can we go now? Is it time yet?"

Callie and I both laugh. He is so excited he can barely stand in one place for more than two seconds.

"Ok, tell Mommy bye and give her lots of kisses because we won't get to see you for the rest of the day." Callie tells him. Before I know it Haden is lunging himself into my arms, and wraps his little arms around my neck. I hold him like that for a few seconds, before releasing my death grip on him and giving him a kiss on his forehead.

"You have a SUPER awesome day big guy. Mommy loves you."

I feel the tears building up in my eyes as I watch Callie slip Haden's little backpack over his shoulders. He picks up his lunchbox and waves bye to me one last time. I stand in the doorway the entire time my wife and son are getting into the car and drive away. The second I closed the door, I let my tears fall. Nobody warned me about how horrible this would be back when we were deciding to have kids. Because I would have figured out a way to prepare myself. Ok, so maybe I had 5 years to prepare, but I'm not ready dammit.

Pushing myself away from the door and wiping my tears, I head into the kitchen to clean up from breakfast.

The sound of my children's footsteps on the ceiling above me, let me know that they are both awake for the day. I go upstairs and begin getting them ready for daycare and turn on the television in my bedroom so they can be entertained while I myself get dressed for work.

An hour later I am walking into the doors of SGMW holding each of my kids hands. Nurses and other staff stop and say good morning to them as they are both well known around the hospital. Having two mothers that are both surgeons here has made them pretty popular. Not to mention they are insanely adorable if I do say so myself.

Once the kids were both safely signed into daycare, I head up to the Ped's floor to see what all I had ahead of myself for today. No matter what they throw at me, I am not missing the chance to pick up my son from school on his first day.

"Well don't you look like a ray of freakin sunshine today." Teddy says, coming to stand next to me at the nurses station.

"What are you doing in Ped's. Aren't my patient's a bit smaller than your average ones?" I ask, clearly with attitude in my voice.

"Well, yes. But I am here because one of my patients that need a arterial repair just so happen to be 4. Believe me, I'm not here trying to spend my time with you and your fabulous attitude this morning. What's your problem?" Teddy says.

"Haden started school today. And I missed it. I have surgery in 30 mintues." I say with a pout.

"Oohhh, that explains this." Teddy says, waving her hand around in front of my face.

"He's in school already Teddy. This isn't exactly easy. You will find out once that kid drops from Addisons belly. Mark my words." I tell her.

"Well let's not start shipping my kid off to college just yet. Addison isn't even through her first trimester. I have a way to go still." Teddy says and we both laugh.

"Well take my advice, start preparing now. Don't wait. Because you will NOT be prepared."

"Got it." She says.

"I better go, I have to go check on my patient before they get him ready for surgery. I'll try to meet up with you for lunch." I say to my best friend before going our separate ways. Walking down the hall towards the OR floor, I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket and I pull it out to see a message from my wife.

It was a picture of Haden, sitting at his little desk. His name written across the top on a strip of paper and he has a huge smile on his face. Under the picture she wrote, "He did great. Didn't even cry when I left. I on the other hand, and a hot mess."

Laughing to myself, I respond to her.

Glad to see I'm not the only one losing it over the situation. Fixing to head into surgery. Be careful. Love you – xoxo A

Go be great. Text me after. Love you too – xoxo C

Putting my phone away, I step into the patients room and begin what will be a very long day I am certain.

Sorry for a short chapter, but I wanted to get past Haden's first day of school. I have another chapter almost finished and I'll post it up tonight. Thanks guys!

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