A/N: my family has been having a really stressful and emotional time at the moment, all on edge because my Granddad (Mum's Dad) passed away from cancer recently and the funeral is this coming Wednesday. Reviews are very much wanted please.
Minor correction to Pryce and Pansy's ages, they are Pryce (6, not 5) and Pansy is (5, not 4)
Chapter Two: Paige's Family
Having all of her kids together in one place was still knew to Paige, her first baby had been born the day after her adoptive parents' death, she had been just seven months pregnant at the time, the tiny baby girl that she named Petra Glenda had been born weighing just three pounds and two ounces. At the time Paige had been so lost in her loss and depression that she was in no condition to be a mother, not wanting to lose her daughter completely she was glad that her mother, Helen's little sister, Karen, was willing to take the baby in.
It had been six years after Petra's birth before Paige had fallen pregnant again, just four months before Piper had Wyatt; Paige had welcomed a son, Phineas Mark, who had the same father as her first baby, Glen Belland, her childhood best friend and High School sweetheart.
Two years later, just a month before Chris was born Paige's second son, Pryce, came into the world; his father, Richard, had been taking a hiatus from magick, but after meeting his son three years later he changed his mind and had embraced his powers again to teach Pryce about his Montana side of his heritage.
A year later her baby daughter, Pansy Kyla, joined the growing family; the manor had been over flowing with people. Pansy's Dad was a whitelighter and wasn't able to be around as much as both her and his daughter would like, but they had a very strong and close bond.
She had been a tired, single Mom when she met her now husband of four years, Henry, he had accepted her kids with a lot of affection and kindness. He had a strong bond with both of her sons, he was one of the best Dad's Paige knew, to all of her children not just his biological ones.
The twins had been a welcomed addition to their family; two identical bundles of joy had filled their home with more love and action than ever before, twins were a lot of work under normal circumstances but Patsy and Pixie were ten times the work thanks to their charmed lineage.
The baby girls had just started walking and babbling when Little Henry joined the family, it had been a very stressful but rewarding experience, one that had required a lot of help from her family, it had helped her bond with her biological father, Sam, who loved helping with his Grandchildren.
Paige's whitelighter side had once again kicked in and led her to become a social worker once again. Helping good people find their way was in her blood and her job was the perfect outlet for that side of her.
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"Come on Big Guy, Mommy's gotta go to work" Paige called to her two-year-old son as she grabbed the diaper bag next to the front door. Hezzy came running up to his Mom a big smile on his chubby baby face.
"Work time Mommy?" he asked, cocking his head to one side with a look of curiosity on his sweet baby face. "Yeah, come one baby let's go" she took his hand and led her out to the car. Her youngest was one of the sweetest toddlers she had ever met and had thankfully not started the terrible twos, it made parenthood all the more amazing, having such great kids.