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Epilogue
I watched as Rosie wrestled Dylan to the ground. She was only 5 but she could easily wrestle Dylan down to the ground without him barely fighting back. Rosie`s long blonde hair was in a neat ponytail and her blur eyes reflected the sun`s ray like 2 jewels. "Daddy I told you I would beat you. I TOLD YOU I TOLD YOU I TOLD YOU." Rosie cheekily shouted at him
"Well… I will challenge miss Rosie Keogh to a race down the hill." Dylan challenged her. He should know by know that she would win and she would keep challenging him to races again and again and again but he will never win. "She's definitely you daughter Sam you cant say that she isn't." Dylan stated.
He was true. Rosie was the spitting image of her mum with long blonde hair, blue eyes, same face shape and with my feisty attitude strapped inside her too. The one thing that she had picked up from her Dad was his terrible moodswings. Once Rosie got in a mood with someone she really was moody. She had the worst tantrums ever and was clever with what she said and this lead to a lot of arguments over the simplest of things.
"Come on you two. Not another race down the hill. Last time your dad twisted his ankle, Rosie. We don't want that to happen again, do we?" I began sitting on a bench in the playground stroking my ever-expanding belly. Me and Dylan were expecting our second baby but at first Dylan was not happy with it. Dylan refused to except that I was pregnant 3 months earlier when I had told him that I had taken a pregnancy test and that it was positive. He said that we already had one daughter and we couldn't cope with another child.
He refused to sleep in the same bed as me and at work the next day he got a portable ultrasound machine and scanned the baby. Then he realized I was right and that it wasn't going away. Dylan wasn't the same about Rosie though. He thought that she would help get our marriage back on track.
"Mummy, I will win again and its daddy`s fault if he gets injured not mine." Rosie said. She was definitely cheeky at times.
"Don't be cheeky to your mum Rosie." Dylan told Rosie and after she whispered a quiet sorry to us. At times Dylan was strict with her but at times he would let things go and that would annoy me. Even my mum backs down to Rosie`s puppy dog eyes so Rosie could get away with murder if she wanted to by just showing her puppy dog eyes. I never let her get away with anything though. I knew that you just had to be strict with her and she wouldn't do it again. "I feel sorry for your poor mother. I bet you were just like Rosie when you were younger so you cant blame your mother for letting you down if you were as much trouble as Rosie." Dylan said.
"Ok so maybe I was a little out of order when I was little but once I had grown up I was very well behaved thank you very much." I argued as Dylan walked over to me with an exhausted little girl. "Come on we had better be getting her home now. She might just fall asleep on the ground if your not careful." I grinned as Dylan picked Rosie up and carried her to the car.
"Have you had a good time today?" Dylan asked.
"Yes of course I have. I have been playing in the park with my family. That's all I need to make me happy." I replied as Dylan leaned over to kiss me and then put his hand on my pregnant belly.
"Happy Birthday Sam!" Dylan started, "I want to give you your present while Rosie is asleep." Dylan handed me a small, well-wrapped parcel. I tore it open and found a black watch identical to the one he had bought me 5 years ago. He knew I had lost it at work and had actually bothered to get me another one. This unusual gesture from him had meant a lot to me as he had actually listened to me for once.
"Thank you." I shrieked hugging him so tightly that he could hardly breathe.
"Sam you're strangling me. Get off me or you will kill me. Come on you will wake Rosie up in a minute." Dylan exclaimed. I got off of him and he started the car. We had a peaceful car journey with only Rosie`s gentle sniffling to be heard. As we got home Rosie woke up and she was full of energy. She started by jumping out of the car and running around the garden of our 4-bedroom house.
"Rosie, come on get inside. Its time for tea." I shouted to Rosie from the front door of our house.
"Sam just let her get some of her energy out in the garden otherwise we will not be able to get her to sleep until 11 o clock." Dylan answered back.
"Ok only for 5 minutes. Be inside and wash your hands before 6:30 or I will have to drag you from the garden." I shouted. The only reason we allowed Rosie to play outside was because we lived in the most suburban area of Holby. So it was really safe for Rosie to let off steam in the front garden.
5 minutes later Rosie was still not inside and I heard Dylan calling her. "Rosie, come on inside now." Dylan called to the over excited 5 year old.
"Nooooooo. I don't want dinner. I am not ungrey." Rosie called pronouncing one of her words wrongly.
"You have to give mummy her present. The one you made for her." Dylan shouted at her as she scrambled inside on her hands and knees.
"Happy Birthday Mummy." Rosie exclaimed while handing me a badly wrapped present. I ripped the parcel open and saw a hand made diva lamp. " I made it at school with help from a teacher. You can keep it by you bed so you can think about me all the time." Rosie stated whilst passing me a birthday card. "What do you think of your present mummy?"
"I love it darling, Thank you!" I said as I hugged her and then kissed the top of her head.
"Come on eat your dinner and then straight to bed. We have all had a tiring day and you need your rest." I said. We then ate our dinner in mostly silence and then decided Rosie had to go to bed as she was yawning all the way through dinner.
"Come on madam. You bed now." Dylan said whilst pointing to her. "Do you want a piggy back ride?" Dylan then asked trying to get Rosie to go to bed.
"Yes please." Rosie replied. She then climbed on Dylan`s back and then he attempted to walk up the stairs with her still on his back. I put the plates in the dishwasher and placed myself on the sofa. For once I could lie on the sofa in peace without a distraction from either Rosie or Dylan.
"She`s all sorted out in now she shouldn't be disturbing us anytime soon." Dylan announced, climbing onto the sofa with me. We positioned ourselves around my now large belly and started to fall asleep on the small sofa.
"Well I think Rosie has other ideas about leaving us to a peaceful evening." I giggled.
"What!" Dylan questioned. His face looked so shocked and he realized in that moment he would have to go and catch her as I was in no state to do so even though I was much faster than him.
"Your daughter is now attempting to open the back doors and go and climb a tree to make you try and catch her. Off you go then." I commanded, laughing at him jumping up and chasing Rosie through the garden.
Dylan came back 10 minutes later with Rosie in his arms fast asleep. "What the hell happen? You look like you have fell in a river and then dragged through a hedge backwards!" I commented on the state he was in. They were both dripping wet with pieces of bark, leaves, mud and straw stuck on their body. "You are going to need to get in the shower with her before you go to bed. I am not sleeping with someone who smells like dog mess!" I announced.
"Thanks for that. I had to chase Rosie through the garden and then in the field. In the field we fell in a puddle but luckily at that stage I caught her." Dylan admitted.
"Come on. I will shower you two down and then straight to bed. Both of you!" I demanded, heading up the stairs and entering the bathroom with both my husband and tired daughter.
After 15 minutes of water hell. Rosie was now in bed asleep and Dylan was getting into bed with me. "That was hellish. We are never doing that again." I commented.
"No we are not. I am going to give Rosie a big telling off in the morning for pulling such a stunt." Dylan babbled.
"You wont get very far with that. You can never tell her off properly." I said as Dylan laughed at the thought.
"Have you had a good day?" Dylan asked. I nodded my head, as I was too tired to speak. "Good. I am sorry about how I reacted to the baby. I just… overreacted. I never imagined that we would have another child." Dylan imagined.
"Well why did we get a house with 4 bedrooms then when we only need 2?" I asked.
"Well we just did. I am apologizing and you still argue with me about it. I am sorry. I just want you and Rosie to be happy. You 3 are the only things that matter now." Dylan said whilst stroking the bump. "We are ok now aren't we? I just want everything to be perfect with you, Rosie, the baby and me. I love you so much and I never want you to forget that!" Dylan finished.
I know that he loves me and that he will do anything for Rosie and me. He is the perfect father and dad and will never be replaced by anyone no matter what. All I know is that if Dylan and I spilt up he would always be there for me, Rosie and the baby. That is why he is so perfect. Although he finds it hard to show emotions he will always make his emotions clear to me in his own way and I know I will always love him for that.