~Emma's POV~

"Well sorry for being stressed out!" I yell at Regina, she glares at me.

"What the hell does being stressed out have to do with anything?!" She yells back.

"Oh my god! I'm so sick of arguing with you!" I groan. I hate her hormones. They don't mix well with her anger issues.

"I told you to stop working double shifts didn't I?!" She growls.

"Who the hell is going to pay the bills?! You're at home pregnant!"

"Emma! I told you before we're fine!"she screams.

"Mommy!" Josie whimpers with teary eyes. Our argument is getting heated and it's overwhelming her. I sigh heavily.

"Henry!" I yell out for him to hear from wherever he is.

"Yes?" He rushes to the entryway of the living room and frowns at our angery looks.

"Take your sister and go play please." I say rather coldly not meaning to.

"Is everything okay?" He mumbles slightly and I feel so bad for sounding mean.z

"It's fine. Mommy and I have to talk about something." Regina says to him in spanish. I understand most of it now.

"Okay...let's go Josie." Henry says softly and gently takes the baby's hand. She waddles away with Henry and I glare back at Regina as soon as they're gone.

"How are we fine Regina? I don't see you doing that famous bullshit you used to do." I say more quietly, but I'm still angry. "You're having triplets, we definitely won't be fine."

Regina rolls her eyes before standing up. She stomps to, who knows where, and comes back with an envelope in her hand. She sits back down on the couch and slams it into my chest.

"What is this?" I frown.

"Maybe if you'd open it, you will know." She sasses coldly.

I roll my eyes and huff. I open the envelope and inside is a check. A really big one and it says it's from her father. I look at her confused.

"The will, Emma. The will! And there's still more to come." She huffs.

"This doesn't mean that-" she holds up her finger to stop me from talking. I frown until I notice something is wrong. She grabs her tummy, hunches over her lap, and throws up on the floor. I take my ponytail out and use the hair tie to tie up her hair from her face. She gags and throws up some more.

"Are you okay baby?" I ask softly. She nods her head and throws up again. Once she's done, she let's out a shaky breath.

"I'm sorry..." she gags again and more comes up.

"How long did the doctor say?" I ask her and rub her back.

"Ummm. Not until the egg is done splitting." She says hoarsely and sighs.

Regina was supposed to have twins. That's what we thought at first. That's what the doctors thought as well. But when we went for a second ultrasound, it turns out that one of the eggs are splitting into two. Now we're going from six kids to 7. I feel like I'm in hell on high water. This was not apart of the deal at all. But still, I love my baby and the babies she will be having.

"Ewww. Gross." Hannah grimaces. She stares in awe from a distance and locks eyes with me.

"Mommy...I have my progress report." She says nervously.

I frown, and make my way over to her, being careful of the throw up as I go. I scan over the progress report. My glare quickly falls down to her.

"Hannah!" I groan. She shrinks in her skin.

"What is it?" Regina asks. I hand it over. she shakes her head with an angry smile on her face. "Oh you are so gonna get it, Hannah!"

"I try okay?!" She yells at us.

"Getting straight D's isn't trying!" Regina spits in spanish.

"Everything about school makes me angry!" Hannah spits back in spanish.

"You're going back to therapy then." I shrug.

"No!" She whines and begins to cry.

"Yes! Henry! Get down here!" Regina calls for him again. He comes running full speed.

"Where's your progress report?" I ask. He looks from me to Regina, then down to her throw up. He grimaces and looks back at me.

"I don't know..." he shrugs nervously.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Regina questions. Ugh! And we have to go through this over and over again. Our kids aren't even that far apart. Soon we'll have to be dealing with toddlers, preteens, and teenagers all at once.

"He's lying." I narrow my eyes at him. "What did I tell you about lying Henry?"

"That it makes it worst..." he mumbles.

"Go get it, now!" I order. He immediately runs up the stairs and back down. He hands me the paper and I heavily groan. "What the hell is going on with you two?!" I snap.

"I'm sorry..." he whimpers. I turn to Regina. And she shakes her head.

"I don't even want to see it...Henry..." she sighs. "You know better."

"I'm sorry momma." Henry looks down at his feet nervously.

"If your report cards look like this, I don't care how your mom feels, but I promise that you two are gonna get it and then some. Do you understand?" Regina scolds in her scary, mother tone. Her voice is so calm and mellow that it scares the life out of them.

"Yes..." they both pout.

"Go to your rooms." I mumble and watch as they sulk away.

Maybe Regina is right. I used to spank Hannah but I've stopped. Then I prevented Regina from spanking them even though they really deserved it. They're older now and we can't keep spoiling them without disciplining them anymore. I look over to Regina and she looks back at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I'll get a mop." I sigh.

~Regina's POV~

I am a month pregnant and my belly is already showing. When I told my mom about the news. She was overly ecstatic. I'm still not used to this new woman she has become, but I like it. She calls me, almost all of the time, to question me or talk about the baby shower. It's so overwhelming sometimes.

Then I have to think about those things. Soon, I have to worry about the wedding. Henry and Hannah are both failing in school so I have to worry about that too. Then there's Emma's fear of financial issues and I don't know where the hell it keeps coming from. I'll have to dig deeper on that later. There's also making sure these triplets are developing healthily. Most importantly, there's my worry of Josie developing healthily as well. I really don't know how an intersex child works but I have to take Josie to the doctors every month. Bills, Bills, Bills, and more Bills. Thankfully, we aren't paying for the baby shower.

Hannah steps into my presence and sits next to me in the bed. She's so nervous, but I didn't call her to scold or anything.

"Hannah..."I start warily.

"Yes Momma?..." she mumbles softly.

"Why does school make you angry mijah?" I ask softly. She let's out a sigh of relief and sits crisscross in the bed, facing my way. Hannah and I still argue, but we've gotten really close along the way. I am so pleased about that. I usually talk to Hannah to reassure her that she can tell me anything and usually, she does.

"Because it's hard. It's too much. And people are annoying and they drive me crazy." She's much like me. Im not really a people person, but I grew out of that when I became the Mayor.

"Hannah, if you need help you can always ask. Do you even do your homework?" I ask her. She shakes her head no.

"So, every night you lie to me...Hannah, now I can't trust you." I sigh.

"I'm sorry Momma." She mumbles.

"School is going to be hard if you don't do your homework baby. That's why they give it to you. So you can do good in class." I explain to her.

"But it's soooo boring." She groans.

"I don't care. You still have to do it. When you get older, you'll understand." She nods and bites her lip. I groan as I get up from the bed.

"Vamos. Tell Henry to get is homework, we're doing it now." I demand. She get's up too. As she walks out, Emma walks in.

"You okay baby." She asks and rubs my belly.

"Yea." I drag with a sigh. She pecks my lips and then my forehead.

"I have to go to work." She reveals.

"Really Papi? What did we just argue about?" I whine.

"I'm just going on patrol babe. I'm the sheriff. I have to." She whines back.

"Whatever Emma, just be back before dinner."

"Okay baby. I love you." She coos.

"I love you too." I smile. She gives me another kiss before making her way out of the door.

"Momma...I go down?" Ivy asks me.

"How did you get out your crib?" I frown.

"I climb!" She smiles. I lift her tiny body and place her on my hip.

"Where's sissy?" I ask as I walk through the hall.

"Sissy go beddy bye." She frowns. I guess she wanted to play with Josie.

"Awww sissy is sleepy baby. Every time you go to sleep. She stays awake." I tell her. I turn around and make my way downstairs.

"We suppose sleep gethewwwww." She growls in frustration.

"I know." I chuckle. "And you won't."

It's so tiring that their sleeping schedules are all screwed up. It's been like that since they were born. Especially since Ivy is a frisky little thing and she's alot to handle. I put her in her high chair and wait for Henry and Hannah.

"It otay. I go play wit Han Han an Hen Hen." She smiles and taps her tiny fingers on her tray.

"Han Han and Hen Hen are in trouble baby. But, Momma will play with you." I smile.

"Yaaaaaay! Ca' I have binky?"

She questions. I really need to get her out of this sucking phase. It's so hard. She took forever to stop breastfeeding. Now she's latched to her pacifier, her thumb, and sippy cups. Once I find her unicorn pacifier, she opens her mouth wide for it.

"Gracias." She says, but it's all muffled from the object in her mouth.

Henry and Hannah comes down into the kitchen. They sit on the stools and place there homework on the island. I pull out pots and pans from the cabinets for dinner. Ivy rocks back forth in her chair, babbling to herself.

"So...tell me what first graders learn nowadays." I smile.

"How to add." Hannah answers first.

"And how to read bigger words." Henry lists with her.

"I guess we are having tacos for dinner." I shrug. I need to make something fast so I will have more time to help them. Henry and Hannah cheers. Ivy copies, just because she can. I make my way around the island to sit between them. "Let's get this done and over with..."