A few days later, Olivia and Fitz were in Vermont. Olivia was breaking down mentally and physically. The sleep deprivation was worse now that Amelia was living with them. When Olivia only had Karen, she could sleep for a few minutes while Karen napped after a bottle. Now that she had Amelia, she had to be constantly alert. There were no breaks during the day. Olivia requested two days off of work so that she could handle all of the doctor's appointments for herself, Amelia, and Karen. Olivia had her birth control prescription, Amelia had a prescription for meal supplement shakes and vitamins, and Karen had her vaccinations.

"I need a break."

"You're an overwhelmed new mom."

"I don't know if I made the right choice. How can I keep going like this?"

"You want to send Amelia to Oregon?"

"No, my mom offered to keep Amelia. I should have said yes. Mellie wanted to take Karen. I should have let her take the baby. I just had a birthday. I'm 24. I'm supposed to be working and having fun not taking care of a newborn and a 6-year-old. It's like they're taking over my whole life. I can't have a minute to myself anymore."

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know. I feel stuck. I don't know if I want to have the triplets and twins. I'm tired. That makes me sound like a terrible person. What kind of mom doesn't want to be around her kids all day every day?"

"You keep smiling in front of Amelia and Karen. You can vent to me."

"Do you ever wonder if you will feel differently about the kids we have together? Mellie was a one night stand, so you don't have a connection to her like you do with me."

"My relationship with Mellie doesn't have anything to do with Karen. That's my baby, and I don't care if we have a hundred kids together. She will always be special for being my first baby. If you get pregnant today, and I leave you when the baby is born, will you give the baby away and start a new family without our baby?"

"No, you're making me look like a deadbeat dad who only cares about the kids in his current relationship."

"That's exactly what you look like. I'm not going to sugarcoat it for you. I know you were embarrassed being alone and pregnant in high school. Being alone while Jake married another woman. He made you hate him."

"I didn't want Jake."

"No, you were bitter. You gave Amelia to them to cover up your embarrassment and move on with your life. However, unlike a real deadbeat dad, you have a heart. Otherwise you would have let Amelia go to Oregon and settle for video calls on holidays. You have to stop blaming yourself for getting pregnant by a guy who hurt you. Forgive yourself for not having the picture perfect life you wanted because this isn't about Jake. You would feel the same about me and our baby if I left you."

"Maybe you're right."

"Your dad is a sperm donor, so I really don't know why you care so much about having the perfect family. Your mom is a baby mama who bought sperm, and you're a baby mama who adopted a baby and had your own baby. I'm a baby daddy and that's okay."

Olivia laughed. "That is so ghetto."

"So what? Ghetto people have fun. Let's get married and have some babies. Our illegitimate kids will always be special."

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

Karen cried. It was time for another bottle.

"I'll get Karen. You get Amelia."

"Okay."

Fitz gave Karen her bottle and played peekaboo until she yawned. In a few hours, he would have Olivia to himself.