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Look out! Here comes the '90s!

Chapter Two: 1990

Renée's POV

January 1990 dawned with me as big as a whale. I wasn't the only one either. Joy Ateara was due in January as well so I had been taking Lamaze classes with her as a refresher. It had been over two years since I'd had George Charles, and I knew I was a little rusty since my mind was mostly on toddlers and preschoolers lately and not as much on babies.

Speaking of preschoolers, Leah had her 4th birthday on the first Sunday of January, since her birthday was on a Tuesday this year. Poor little thing asked if someone would die if she had a party since it was less than two weeks after her birthday last year that Harry had been killed. We assured her that nothing bad was going to happen. I certainly hoped that was true. Being nine months pregnant was a terrible time to start thinking we were jinxed.

Although, I did start to wonder when Joy went into labor at Leah's party. She wasn't due until the end of January, so we were all a little concerned.

Quil was out on his fishing boat, since she wasn't due for a few weeks yet, so she asked me to come to the clinic to help her remember the Lamaze techniques since it was her first baby. So I drove her to the clinic in their car and Sarah was going to drive Jane to the clinic in ours once the party was over.

But it didn't quite go as planned, because the midwife at the clinic said the baby was breech and to take her to the hospital in Forks. So we drove there next and I guess the stress from worrying about Joy sent me into labor as well. Which meant I had to resign myself to having my first ever hospital baby.

Thankfully, unlike Joy, I didn't need a c-section though. And by the time hers had been performed, our family had arrived to greet the Ateara's new baby, Quil Ateara V, who was born early that evening. My labor continued progressing normally throughout the night. So it wasn't until about fourteen hours after arriving at the hospital that I gave birth. Jacob Ephraim Blackswan was born the next morning, on January 8th.

After the whole fiasco with Joy's emergency c-section, I decided I was done having babies. Doctors had started performing c-sections much more frequently these days and now even midwives were recommending them. I didn't ever want anyone cutting me open. Especially not with a long recovery time and a nasty scar to show for it, no thank you. So, I talked to the boys and I went back on birth control. Which meant the only one of us Blackswan wives who was still open to having more babies was June.

And speaking of babies, on April 12th, Sam got a little brother, Atarik, when Allison gave birth to her second child. Emmie was still on birth control but she kept joking that whenever Allison decided to stop having babies, Emms would start.

LeeLee wasn't very happy about the new baby because he took even more of Sam's attention away from her. Sam hadn't been coming around to see Leah as much since she'd moved in with us, but I think that had more to do with what they had witnessed on the beach that fateful day than anything else.

Instead, he'd been staying in town more and playing with Jennie and Carl's girl, Angela. One day, I heard Leah call Angela a "little homewrecker" and threaten to "punch her lights out". When I demanded to know where she had learned such things, she told me she had heard it at playschool.

Needless to say, I marched my butt down to the playschool and asked just exactly what they had been teaching our little girl and the teacher, a young girl herself who was probably just out of high school, started crying and apologized saying that she'd said it to her husband's mistress over the telephone during playtime and she hadn't realized there were any children within earshot.

I told her I could understand, based on the circumstances but that if it happened again we'd have to find another playschool. It made me very grateful that we never had to worry about our men straying. I'd told Billy and Charlie in no uncertain terms that if they ever stepped out, I'd chop their balls right off. And it was a good thing I had, because my intuition told me, if we'd never had that little chat right off the bat, there might be a little love child out there somewhere by now.

But really, it wasn't as if we didn't keep our men very satisfied in that department. Especially now that there were four of us. It was certainly a good thing our boys had supernatural stamina, that's for sure! Mind you, they were keeping us well satisfied too, none of us wives had any complaints in that department.

Anyway, in the spring, we all attended a shotgun wedding for Harry's brother, Michael, and Sue's cousin, Ellen, whose bun in the oven was due in July. Nowadays there was less urgency about such things since it wasn't as taboo as it used to be to have a baby out of wedlock. But it seemed important to them to be married. Little Clara Juli Clearwater was born July 15th, none the wiser.

Next, Thomas Uley and Elizabeth Clearwater made their way to the altar in the autumn, probably hoping to avoid the same predicament. Those two couples seemed to do everything together, so I wouldn't have been too surprised.

Oh yes, and speaking of pregnancies! June had announced hers a few weeks after her birthday over the summer, so by Christmas, she had a cute little round baby bump. Mind you, I was a little jealous of how trim a figure she managed to keep during her pregnancy. Whenever I was pregnant, I always ate everything in sight and after three pregnancies, I certainly had my work cut out for me with getting back into shape.

We bought tricycles for the kids for Christmas though, so that would hopefully give me more incentive to get fit. The children would be harder to chase around after once we put wheels under them.

Christmas this year was a very busy event indeed! With four four-year-olds, three three-year-olds, a two-year-old, and an eleven-month-old, and once you added in all of our extended family (Who had a total of five children between all of them and therefore must have thought we were crazy to have so many. Mind you, a lot of those couples were only newlyweds who had just begun growing their families.) we had a very full house for the holidays!

We all had quite a good laugh when Leah kept chasing Sam around the house with a handful of mistletoe trying to get him to kiss her.

Of course, there was also a proper, hanging mistletoe that we were all very fanatical about. No ifs, ands, or buts, about it, if you met someone under the mistletoe, you had to kiss them. There were no exceptions. It hung in the doorway between the living room and kitchen so there was no escaping it. And the rule was, upon entering our home, you had to agree to abide by the mistletoe rule. Which meant no one could get their nose out of joint about who kissed whom.

Mistletoe had been a big tradition in my family growing up and so when June moved in, she insisted we pick the tradition back up again.

It made for some very interesting combinations. Especially once everyone was a little tipsy. And of course, June, our resident wild child took full advantage, practically stationing herself under the mistletoe whenever we weren't diligent about shooing her away.

Josh, who had a reputation of being quite a playboy in his younger days was super happy to have a legitimate excuse to kiss a pretty girl whom he normally wouldn't be allowed to kiss. So it wasn't too surprising when the food wasn't the only thing he came back later for seconds of.

Mind you, June wasn't the only one who got kissed under the mistletoe. She was just the only one who did it intentionally. Most of us ended up under it accidentally, since the house was so full there wasn't much room to maneuver around. I ended up getting a nice kiss from Kevin, who promptly informed me that I tasted like cranberries.

The funniest thing though, was when Sue and Lucas ended up under the mistletoe and an argument ensued among the onlookers about whether they should be exempt from the rules as siblings. Someone suggested letting them kiss on the cheek, but then June argued that if the exception was made for them it could be made for anyone. So, eventually, a compromise was made for a closed mouth kiss on the lips which everyone seemed to agree on, and that would be the new minimum requirement going forward.

Fortunately, by some miracle, even though the house was packed with so many people...everyone stayed in good spirits throughout the holidays.

Maybe it was all the kissing!

AN: As always, please review.

Quil V is the same appearance as canon: Tyson Houseman

Jacob "Jakey" Blackswan faceclaim: a young Douglas Booth