This chapter is a lot smaller than my other chapters and more a filler chapter. But it has some points in it that needed to be told before I can take this story to the next part. I hope you still enjoy it.

Six months pregnant, two appointments with Doctor Adams in the last month and one appointment in the hospital. There is no other doubt than that these babies will be born in the hospital and that they will be born with a C-section.

A month is a lot of time to think about everything and figure it all out. And with all those appointments and all of the information that we have received I can look at it a little brighter. Yes, there are still chances that it will go wrong. But the chances that it will go right are also there.

The moment I go into my eight months they will bring them into this world. They will be still very small and there is chance that they have to stay at the hospital for a couple of weeks. That way they can be sure that they will be healthy and can live on their own.

I have to look at the bright sight of this pregnancy and it is the reason why we went through with our announcing party. It wasn't a party where we announced that I was pregnant because we had already told our friends and family about that.

It wasn't about the fact that we were having triplets because there was no hiding the huge belly I had and it screamed more than one baby on board. So we would announce the one thing they didn't know about yet. The genders of the babies.

We thought about how we wanted to announce it and telling them would be the easy way but not the fun way. So we thought about something else. We made three cakes with the cake being the color to announce their gender. Two pink colored cakes and one blue colored cake.

And to include our children in this part we let them cut the cake to reveal it. First letting one of the pink cakes being cut. And after that the blue one so people could get excited for the last one. The last one was the other pink one and after that everyone knew we were having one boy and two girls.

We got congratulations from everyone and it felt like I was drifting on a pink cloud with the attention and happiness I received. Dimitri never being more than a couple feet away from me. And I loved him for doing that. I wanted to have him close during the entire pregnancy.

Lissa already started talking about a baby shower, my biggest horror. I tried to let her think about anything else than that but it wasn't working. Dimitri tried to change Lissa's mind but there was no hope for that. Only that knowing smirk from Christian who knew what Lissa would do.

So in only a short two weeks Lissa would show up at my doorstep again for my baby shower. Inviting everyone I know and having those terrible games that you play at baby showers. It would be a nice thing to have everyone around for one last time before I would spent all my time raising those three.

And another bonus would obviously the gifts that they would bring. Babies were expensive so a little help from my friends wouldn't be a bad thing. But most of the things we needed for them were coming into our house slowly.

Ivan, Anthony and Tamara would be leaving on Monday together with their friends. It was so nice to have them around. Logan would be staying home while he worked in the garage and go to school at night.

Our parents would be leaving next weekend and that was the reason we set them down to talk to them. Wanting to announce the names we had picked for our children. First we told Olena that one of the girls name would be hers. She told us she was honored. Because even when she had so many grandchildren, none of them had her name.

She had hugged us with tears streaming over her cheeks and thanked us. Only seeing her reaction was worth it. It wasn't a name that you heard a lot.

Then we told Abe that our baby boy would be named Ibrahim, Ibe, for short. He was honored as well that we would think about him as we named our child. And I think that after our son is born Abe will be around a little more.

But the thing that shocked him the most was our last decision. The name of our other baby girl. Because we had thought about it a lot and had many discussion about it until I made the final decision for her. Her name would be Janine.

It had been a long time since I had thought of my mother and it brought tears to my eyes thinking about her. She had left me and my father a long time ago and it was hard for the both of us to think about it.

I had been eleven when my mother got sick. She wasn't feeling well for months and after she finally went to the doctor there was nothing they could do to her. She had cancer in her pancreas and the only thing they could do was ease the pain.

It only took three months before my mother died. Three months from the moment they told her what she had until the moment we had to bury her. And I didn't let myself think about it much often because it still hurt the way she was ripped out of our lives.

My mother hadn't been the most perfect mother but I don't think any mother is perfect. She was strict and had many rules. But she loved me and thought me everything she knew. She protected me from the world I grew up in.

And naming my daughter after her was the perfect way to remember her. To honor my mother and try to be a better mother than she had been. It was in that moment that both Abe and I started to cry and we hugged each other.

The following day we started at the nursery. First we had wanted to make two separate rooms. A boy room and a girl room but it didn't felt right to separate them. So we just settles with a color that could be for both girl and boy.

We bought three white cribs that we could place next to each other. A little space between them so we could stand next to the crib but that they could still see each other if they wanted. A changing table in the corner of the room and a rocker. Hoping that this will be enough for them.

And even when there will still two more months before we would welcome these babies in this world it felt nice to have the room ready. I knew that I would find myself many nights in that room only sitting in the rocker and looking around the room.

I was ready to welcome these children into this world and to raise them the best I could. I was excited yet terrified. But with Dimitri by my side I knew that I could do anything I wanted to.