Life with triplets was never boring. Life with teenage triplets was interesting. Beca currently wished they were infants again, so she could put them to bed for a nap so she could have some rest. The girls were generally good kids and she loved them dearly, but sometimes she found it hard to deal with them. Especially her oldest daughter Aubrey was sometimes difficult to handle. That girl was so stubborn and always stressing and over thinking.
Christmas was two days ago. Jesse had called her to wish them a merry Christmas. And to ask if it was okay if he picked the girls up to celebrate new year with him and his parents. She thought it was actually a good idea. It gave them the chance to bond with their father. And to meet their grandparents and their aunts and uncles. And to be honest she wanted some alone time with her fiancée.
Stacie and Chloe were excited to meet their grandparents and the rest of their fathers family. But Aubrey didn't want to go. All hell broke loose when she suggested it to her. It wasn't that she didn't want to see her father, but the idea of meeting new people although it was family stressed her out. She was afraid she didn't meet the expectations her grandparents might had of her and her sisters. Beca tried to convince her she worried for nothing. But the girl didn't want to listen. She had a whole scenario in her head about what could go wrong. She even had made a list of reasons why not going was better. The girl reminded Beca of Aubrey Posen.
Beca hah had it. That is enough. You all are going. End of discussion she yelled in frustration. I will call your father to tell him that it's okay to pick you up. So I suggest you go packing. And with those words Beca turned around to call Jesse, leaving her girls stunned behind. Beca seldom yelled at her daughters but Aubrey really pushed her buttons this time. Once more she wished her daughter was more easygoing like her sisters.
When she´s done talking with Jesse, Beca walks upstairs to check upon her daughters. She found them in Aubrey´s room. They were unusually quiet. When she sees the faces of her daughters she regrets her yelling. Come here she says while sitting on Aubrey´s bed. I´m sorry I yelled at you. I know how hard it is for you to meet new people. I just think it´s good for you to form a band with your father and grandparents. And I know it´s my fault. I should've told you earlier about your father. What I did was wrong. But you don't have to worry that things will end up bad. They are your family and they will love you. I´ve met your grandparents and they are as warm and loving as your father. And you have your sisters with you. They will be there for you. And Jesse knows how hard it is for you and he promised me he will not let you do anything you're not comfortable with.
Will you please try for me she asked her daughter. Okay, mom I will try. I´m sorry I overreacted. She hugged her daughter and promised her thing will be fine. If you really don't like it you call me and I will personally pick you up. But you have to try it first she promised her daughter. Seriously? Yes, seriously but you have to try. She hugged her daughters one by one. Are you done packing? Yes we have everything we need. Good your father will be here in two hours.
Mom! What about Bella Chloe asked her suddenly. We can´t take her can we? No, but don't worry I'll take good care of her.
When Jesse had picked up the girls Beca realized something. It was the first time since her daughters were born that they would be away from her for more than a day. Of course they had spent a night at a friend or at Bree´s. And once at Fat Amy´s. But they never had been away longer than one day. She felt horrible for not realizing it sooner. Suddenly she understood Aubrey´s reaction earlier that day better. She was a horrible mother. Tears felt down her cheeks.
It was like Chloe could feel something was wrong with her because the moment she started to cry her pone went off. Becs, you okay Chloe asked her concerned. Would you please come over she asked the redhead. I was already on my way the redhead replied. I´m almost there.
Baby what´s wrong Chloe immediately asked her when she stepped in the house. She wrapped her girlfriend in a tight hug. Where are the girls she asked. Beca didn't answer but cried harder instead. Chloe rubbed her back to comfort her. Ssst, it´s alright. She guided the younger woman to the couch. They sat together for awhile without saying a word. When she felt Beca calm down she sat her on her lap. Tell me what´s wrong sweetie she said.
I´m a horrible mother she said. She told Chloe what happened today. That she yelled at her daughters. And how selfish she had been for wanting some alone time with her. And how she just realized that her kids never been away from her for more than o day. And that they now would be gone for a week and a half.
It´s okay baby. You are not a horrible mother. It will be fine. They will be fine. They are sixteen years old. They have each other. And they´re with Jesse. And I know it´s easy to say for me because I don't have any kids. But that is parenting. To let them go. And you promised them that if they didn't like it you would pick them up right? Just call them tonight. Tell them how much you love them and that you miss them. But that they should enjoy their time with their father. You are a good mother Becs. You love those girls to death and you would do anything for them. And they know that. So don't you worry about that. I´m here, and we go through this together. Thanks Chlo, I needed that. That´s what I'm here for.
They ordered Chinese food and were halfway through dinner when Beca remembered something. Fuck! She said. What? Bella! The girls couldn't take her with them. I promised them I would take care of her. I don´t see the problem. When the girls left Bella started to bark. So I locked her in the garage. I promised the girls I would get her out when they left. That was three hours ago. I just forgot her. I am a horrible mother and a horrible pet owner. Let´s free the dog. They ran to the garage and found Bella peacefully sleeping on a old blanket.