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Chapter 37

Sophocles, one of the greatest philosophers of Greece, said "One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: that word is love."

Going back in time I am thinking how my life would be if I haven't met Ashley, how our life would be if she didn't take me back and forgive me. I am glad she gave me and us a second chance to be together and in love till today. I consider myself lucky that I have her for so many reasons. She married me, she taught me how to love and the most important she gave me a son.

Being with someone and especially with a girl of course has it's up and downs and for sure we had fights but after every fight we had amazing sex.. So hot.. I remember after we got married we wanted to start our family. We wanted a little time for ourselves first as a married couple and then we would start asking about how we could have a child.

I was 28 and Ashley 34 when we found out that I couldn't be pregnant. My whole world crushed that day because I wanted to be the one to carry our child. Thank God I had Ashley next to me. Although she loved children she never thought of having one of her own and I knew that from the first day I met her. I was surprised when she told me that she would carry our child and that we would be a family as we dreamed about. After two weeks we were back to the same hospital for Ashley to get inseminated. We chose the donor to have the same characteristics with mine. Blond with blue eyes so our child could have something from me too. But I would be glad if our child was healthy and looked as my Ashley. I didn't care if he or she looked like me.

When Ashley found out that she was pregnant she surprised me with a phone call. She didn't say anything at first she just cried over the phone. I remember being with my grandfather out for a coffee. When I heard her crying I didn't think. I told my grandfather to take me home. I was afraid that someone was dead or something. When I opened the door Ashley was immediately there to hug me and kiss me.

"Ash, what is it baby? Why are you crying?"

"I.. I.. Spence we are pregnant"

"We.. are.. we are pregnant?"

"Yes"

"Yes?"

"Yes baby. The test was pink. We are pregnant"

I had happy moments with Ashley but that day was one of the best. To hear that your wife is carrying your child is out of this world. That in nine months you are going to be a mom to a little boy or girl. A baby that will be Ashley's and mine. Ours.

I was there to live every moment of Ashley's pregnancy and quirks. She had a lot. Actually the time she was pregnant she was a different Ashley. At first I was the one to be the clean freak. When I was leaving something in the living room or if I didn't put out my clothes she would start yelling. But don't tell her, most of the times I did it on purpose because she was so cute.. When she was four months old she had that tendency to ask for crazy stuff in the middle of the night. One night she wanted watermelon. And it wasn't summer. How on earth I could find a watermelon in 1am? Yeah.. Try telling her that..

She started showing when she was six month old. Ashley was a freak with her body. Her mood changed every hour. She would cry over a commercial. She would get angry over the news, she would think that I don't like her because now she was fat and all these wonderful things a pregnant woman has. And the most amazing one.. She was extremely horny. And I mean extremely.. She was before but now it was like that energiser bunny. For a woman of her age and condition she had a lot of stamina.

Up until the day she got into the hospital we didn't want to know what our baby's gender was. All we wanted was for him or her to be healthy and nothing else. I was there with her, inside that cold room with the nurses and the doctor. It's a good thing I couldn't get pregnant because after what I saw that day I don't think I could give birth. Ashley still tells everyone that while she was giving birth to our little boy the nurse was trying to bring me around. Hey.. It wasn't my fault that I fainted.. Too much blood.. What actually brought me around was the cry of my baby.. When I stood up I saw Ashley holding our baby in her arms.. I remember the doctor saying "Mother and son are in perfect condition". I had a little boy.. I was a mom to a little boy..

"Spence.." Ashley said with that husky voice I loved.. I came closer and kissed my baby's forehead and then I kissed Ashley on her lips. She was beautiful.. "It's a boy"

"He is beautiful Ash.. He is beautiful like his mom"

"I think he has your nose"

"I think he has yours. Ash he is a mini you" at that moment he opened his little eyes and they were deep blue. They say that all babies have blue eyes when they are born but I could see the colour. It was a deep blue.

"Spence.. He has your eyes baby" she said and cried. I think that my wife was very emotional. I remember her always telling me that she wanted our baby to have blue eyes because that's how she fell for me. I took him in my arms and I was afraid of how small he was. I was afraid of breaking him. And Ashley was looking at us like we were her everything. And that's how I was looking at them minutes ago. They were my everything.

Every day after that day was perfect. Nickolas was a very quiet baby. He was waking up only when he was hungry and he would sleep for hours. That took it from his mom. Ashley loved her sleep. That was good for us too because we weren't tired as other mothers were. When we told Sammy she was so jealous. Her daughter Emma, was waking up every hour till she was two months old. She was crying all the time and they couldn't sleep at all. I was so glad that our baby wasn't like that.. That was giving us time for ourselves and time to do other stuff if you know what I mean.

Ashley was a great mom. She was perfect actually. I never thought that someone who didn't want to have children could be such a great mom. She was caring, loving and strict where she had to. She was the bad guy and I was the good one. I couldn't say no to my baby. When he was looking me with those blue eyes I just couldn't. Whenever he was asking me for something my answer was immediately yes. It was a good thing that Ashley was there most of the times to say no. It was like she knew.. Mother instinct I suppose.

His first day at school I didn't want to let him go. I was pouting like a little girl. We had him at day care till he was three but when the time came for him to go to the elementary my heart was breaking. He was so beautiful. He had long brown curls like my Ashley's. I still remember when he turned his little cute face to look at us. He gave us a smile and waved. I was crying. My baby was going at school for the first time. I was a soppy mom and I didn't care at all.

And look at me now. I am walking up the stairs and I am looking of our family pictures.. Ashley, Nickolas and I at the beach, me and Ashley in our wedding day, me and Ashley when we first met. My favourite one is the one that my whole family is there.. Me, Ashley, Nickolas, Beth, my mom, my dad, Glen, my grandfather, my grandmother, Kyla, her husband, their little girl. I stop and look at that picture. It takes me back to that day. How 20 years of marriage seem like yesterday and how many happy moments I had with the people I love.

"Spence.."

"Yes..?"

"He will be back every weekend baby"

"I know.. I just can't believe that he is already 17 Ash.. I remember his first day at school and now he is a grown up man going away to study"

"We still have a teenage girl to handle."

"That I already know. I swear to God Ash. If I thought that Nickolas was a mini you, Beth is a mini Ashley. You are the same."

Yes, we had a teenage girl. Beth was 12 years old and she was already breaking up hearts. She was a spit image of Ashley. She had the same character, she was hot tempered, she didn't like school but she was a great child.

"Mom, where is my ipod? I told you not to mess with my stuff. How many times do I need to tell you that?"

"Beth, watch your tone young lady" that would be me. Beth was listening only me

"But mom she always messing with my stuff. I told her many times not to touch my things or to clean my room"

"If you cleaned your room I wouldn't have to clean it for you Beth"

"Yeah, whatever"

She tried to leave but I told her to wait. I didn't like how she was treating Ashley and I talked with her many times about that matter. We walked back to her room. Before I sit next to her I open her drawer and gave her her ipod.

"You should search more carefully Beth"

"I searched there but it wasn't when I did"

"If you did then we wouldn't have that conversation downstairs" now she wasn't looking at me. She was a good kid and it was hurting me how she was with Ashley when she wasn't like that with me. "Beth, sweetie. Why you talk like that to mom?"

"She is pissing me off"

"Beth, tell me what is wrong. You started being like that the last couple of months. Care to tell me what is it baby girl?" I knew there was a reason behind her acts. I knew my child. Yes, she was like Ashley but we haven't raised her like that. We raised her to be respectful.

"I don't think you want to know"

"Try me"

"People are mean" I didn't want to interrupt her. She seemed to want to say more.."People are just mean."

"Ok. Why they are mean?"

"One of my classmates told me some things about mom"

"What did he tell you?" I saw her debating with herself. I knew instantly that it wasn't something good. "It's ok baby girl. Tell me"

"I.. don't know mom.."

"I am here ok? Trust me"

"He said that mom was just a whore. That she was fucking one of our teachers and that she was cheating on you and that being a lesbian is sick. I told him that mom would never do that to you and then he told me how I was born since I had two moms and not a dad."

That broke my heart. After so many years and still our society was close minded. I thought that people would change but I guess that was a wishful thought. And I could understand why my daughter was acting like that all this long. After all she was only 12 and she had people saying bad things for her family.

"Sweetie why you didn't say anything? You know that mom would do everything for you and your brother. She would never cheat on me. Instead of talking to her like that you could say something"

"I know. I just.. I am sorry mom"

"You shouldn't ask forgiveness from me. You should go downstairs and say sorry to your mom. Promise me that if something like that happen again you will come and talk to us. As for your classmate tell me his name and tomorrow I will come to your school and speak with your teacher. Ok?"

"Yes.. I am sorry mom" she said and kissed my cheek. Before I go down I wanted to give to my daughter and wife some time to talk. When I went downstairs Beth was saying sorry to Ashley and was hugging her. That was my little girl.

"Is everything alright now?"

"What did you tell her Spence?"

"I will tell you later. Now let's go and help our son pack his things"

"Did I tell you how much I love you?"

"Hmm.. I don't think so.." she hugged me and kissed my lips

"I love you very much Mrs Spencer Carlin Davies"

"And I love you sexy momma"

THE END

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Thank you baby for everything..