1003 - TOW Chandler's Misery
Chandler sat at his desk, staring out the window, waiting for his time to go home. He wanted to get home to Monica and the kids, but he knew that as soon as he got home, the responsibilities of parenthood would be turned over to him and Monica would get to have some rest.
He loved being a father, but it was very time consuming and tiring. He knew that with two children, it was double the trouble that Rachel had. But, he knew that with Monica, he could do anything.
Chandler stood up and hurried out of his office. He figured he'd get an early start getting home to his wife and kids.
*~*
Monica was sitting on her couch, in her bathrobe. Her hair was back in a loose bun and she had a baby in each arm. One was sucking on a pacifier; the other was happily nursing away at a bottle. Monica looked like she was going to fall asleep, but she didn't think it would be such a good idea. Chandler would be home any minute now, so he could take over, then she could get some sleep.
She looked down at Alex and Ally. She smiled and kissed each of their foreheads.
Monica: Okay kids, I'm gonna take you to your cribs and then I'm gonna go lay down.
Monica stood up slowly, amazed at her own sense of balance. She carried the kids into the nursery and put them down in their own cribs. She took the bottle out of Ally's mouth and replaced it with a pacifier. They settled down soon enough and then fell asleep. Monica turned the baby monitor on and left the nursery, closing the door behind her. She walked over to her bedroom and went inside. She took the other baby monitor inside with her. She knew that Chandler would be able to hear the babies cry and she knew he'd bring them out into the living room at some point, she felt pretty content. She lay down on her bed and fell asleep.
*~*
Phoebe was looking at the engagement ring as she sat on the couch of Central Perk. She had sworn off all coffee made by Kenny, but she found him quite intriguing. He could always make up something interesting to talk about.
Kenny wasn't there today, so Phoebe decided that she'd just sit there and wait for something interesting to happen. She smiled when she saw Joey walk in. He was wearing a muscle shirt and some pretty tight jeans.
Phoebe: Hey sexy.
Joey: Hi Pheebs. How are you?
Phoebe: I'm really bored.
Joey: Oh. Well, do you want to go to my place?
Phoebe: That sounds really good, but I'm not in the mood.
Joey: Oh, okay. Well, what are you in the mood for?
Phoebe: I want a baby.
Joey: Okay . . . Doesn't having sex usually lead to that?
Phoebe: Well, yeah, but I mean, I want to plan a baby.
Joey: Couldn't we do that while we're having sex?
Phoebe: Well, okay, I guess that would work.
Joey and Phoebe stood up and left. Rachel and Ross passed them as they walked into the building with Hannah.
Rachel: I wonder where they're off to?
Ross: Who knows?
Rachel: Good point.
Rachel sat down on the couch with Hannah on her lap. The baby was drinking from a weaning cup. She was learning how to drink from it and she was doing pretty well so far.
Ross: Do you want to go out tonight? You me and Hannah?
Rachel: Where to? I mean, there's not many places to go to with your baby.
Ross: We could go to dinner. A nice family dinner would do the three of us some good.
Rachel: That sounds nice.
Ross: We haven't been to dinner at a nice restaurant with Hannah, so I think she should go.
Rachel: That's a great idea. Plus, I could go for some good food.
Ross: Great. Let's go get ready.
*~*
Chandler walked into the apartment and the lights were out. He could tell that Monica was sleeping already. The lights were out. He flipped them on and walked across the room to the nursery. He opened the door and walked in. Alex and Ally were sleeping in their cribs and there was a soft hint of music coming from a CD player. Lullabies were playing and Chandler smiled. They were always a calming effect on the twins, even in the womb.
Chandler looked over at his son who was opening his tiny eyes. Before he could start to cry, Chandler picked him up and picked up the pacifier that had fallen out of his mouth. He put it back in and cradled him.
Chandler: Hey Alex. What's up little man?
Chandler was answered by a small grunt from the boy. Chandler smiled and walked out of the nursery and into the living room. He sat down on the couch with the boy and held him close.
Chandler: You're getting so big. So is your sister. You do know that even though you're twins, you're nothing alike. She cries but you don't cry too much. You poop when she pees, vice versa, and you wake up when she sleeps. I don't get it. You two don't look anything alike either.
Alex looked up at he dad with a look of contentment on his face. He made a gurgling sound and Chandler held him to his chest.
Chandler: Well, I better put you back to bed before mommy wakes up and freaks out.
Chandler stood and took his son back to the nursery. He checked on Ally who was still sleeping and he went into the living room to wait for the first early morning wake up call from the babies.
*~*
Ross, Rachel, and Hannah were seated at a table at a nice restaurant. Hannah was in her high chair, being fed by Rachel.
Rachel: It's ten o' clock. We'd better get home soon.
Ross: Yeah, and I think Hannah is about to fall asleep.
They both looked at their daughter who was drifting off quickly. Rachel smiled.
Rachel: Yeah. She's had a long day.
Ross wiped his mouth with a folded napkin. He smiled at Rachel and took a sip of wine. He stood and put his money down on the table.
Ross: Ready?
Rachel: Yeah. Let's just get Hannah out of this thing.
Ross lifted the baby out of the high chair just in time for her to throw up all over him.
Ross: Oh God!
Rachel: Oh, Hannah? What's wrong?!
The baby laughed and smiled at her father.
Ross: I don't think she's ready for this kind of food yet.
*~*
Phoebe was in Joey's arms in bed. Her head rested against his chest as she looked thoughtfully into space.
Joey: What are you thinking about?
Phoebe: Us. Our future. The next 51 years.
Joey chuckled and smiled. He kissed the top of Phoebe's head.
Joey: Anything else?
Phoebe: Babies. I know it will be weird. I mean, Rachel just had a baby last year, Monica just had the twins, I mean, it would seem like stealing their thunder. I don't want to get pregnant and nobody would be excited. They're all probably sick of having a pregnant friend.
Joey: Phoebe, if you want a baby, I won't object. I'll happily help.
Phoebe: I'm glad you're willing!
Joey: Phoebe, when do you want to get married?
Phoebe: I don't know. Sometime soon. I mean, it would be good to get it over with and get on with our lives.
Joey: Yeah. So are you saying sometime within the year?
Phoebe: Yeah. I mean, more along the lines of within the month.
Joey's eyes went wide.
Joey: The month? Phoebe? Are you kidding?
Phoebe: No. I mean, we love each other, we've known each other forever, and I think that it'll be good to get married the sooner the better.
*~*
Chandler looked at the clock as both of his children began to cry. It was ten thirty. It was earlier than usual, but it would be the first of about three sessions of crying babies in the next few hours. He stumbled into the nursery and picked up one baby at a time. He took them into the living room, put them down in separate rocking bassinets and began to rock them back and forth. He knew that they were hungry but it would work until he got a bottle heated up.
Chandler Bing ran into the kitchen and began warming two bottles. He hurried back to the twins and continued rocking the bassinets and he sat down on the couch and buried his face in his hands in frustration.
Monica walked out of the bedroom and rubbed her eyes tiredly.
Monica: Chandler?
Chandler: Hey.
Monica: You need some help?
Chandler: You should go rest, honey.
Monica: Oh, I couldn't sleep anyway.
Monica walked over to the stove and got the warmed bottles. She handed one of them to Chandler.
Chandler: Okay, well, pick a kid.
Monica: I'll take Alex.
Chandler: I've got Ally.
They sat side by side and fed their kids. Monica looked at Chandler and he at her.
Chandler: So this if how it feels to be a family, huh?
Monica: Yeah. It feels pretty good huh?
Chandler: It's great.
Chandler sat at his desk, staring out the window, waiting for his time to go home. He wanted to get home to Monica and the kids, but he knew that as soon as he got home, the responsibilities of parenthood would be turned over to him and Monica would get to have some rest.
He loved being a father, but it was very time consuming and tiring. He knew that with two children, it was double the trouble that Rachel had. But, he knew that with Monica, he could do anything.
Chandler stood up and hurried out of his office. He figured he'd get an early start getting home to his wife and kids.
*~*
Monica was sitting on her couch, in her bathrobe. Her hair was back in a loose bun and she had a baby in each arm. One was sucking on a pacifier; the other was happily nursing away at a bottle. Monica looked like she was going to fall asleep, but she didn't think it would be such a good idea. Chandler would be home any minute now, so he could take over, then she could get some sleep.
She looked down at Alex and Ally. She smiled and kissed each of their foreheads.
Monica: Okay kids, I'm gonna take you to your cribs and then I'm gonna go lay down.
Monica stood up slowly, amazed at her own sense of balance. She carried the kids into the nursery and put them down in their own cribs. She took the bottle out of Ally's mouth and replaced it with a pacifier. They settled down soon enough and then fell asleep. Monica turned the baby monitor on and left the nursery, closing the door behind her. She walked over to her bedroom and went inside. She took the other baby monitor inside with her. She knew that Chandler would be able to hear the babies cry and she knew he'd bring them out into the living room at some point, she felt pretty content. She lay down on her bed and fell asleep.
*~*
Phoebe was looking at the engagement ring as she sat on the couch of Central Perk. She had sworn off all coffee made by Kenny, but she found him quite intriguing. He could always make up something interesting to talk about.
Kenny wasn't there today, so Phoebe decided that she'd just sit there and wait for something interesting to happen. She smiled when she saw Joey walk in. He was wearing a muscle shirt and some pretty tight jeans.
Phoebe: Hey sexy.
Joey: Hi Pheebs. How are you?
Phoebe: I'm really bored.
Joey: Oh. Well, do you want to go to my place?
Phoebe: That sounds really good, but I'm not in the mood.
Joey: Oh, okay. Well, what are you in the mood for?
Phoebe: I want a baby.
Joey: Okay . . . Doesn't having sex usually lead to that?
Phoebe: Well, yeah, but I mean, I want to plan a baby.
Joey: Couldn't we do that while we're having sex?
Phoebe: Well, okay, I guess that would work.
Joey and Phoebe stood up and left. Rachel and Ross passed them as they walked into the building with Hannah.
Rachel: I wonder where they're off to?
Ross: Who knows?
Rachel: Good point.
Rachel sat down on the couch with Hannah on her lap. The baby was drinking from a weaning cup. She was learning how to drink from it and she was doing pretty well so far.
Ross: Do you want to go out tonight? You me and Hannah?
Rachel: Where to? I mean, there's not many places to go to with your baby.
Ross: We could go to dinner. A nice family dinner would do the three of us some good.
Rachel: That sounds nice.
Ross: We haven't been to dinner at a nice restaurant with Hannah, so I think she should go.
Rachel: That's a great idea. Plus, I could go for some good food.
Ross: Great. Let's go get ready.
*~*
Chandler walked into the apartment and the lights were out. He could tell that Monica was sleeping already. The lights were out. He flipped them on and walked across the room to the nursery. He opened the door and walked in. Alex and Ally were sleeping in their cribs and there was a soft hint of music coming from a CD player. Lullabies were playing and Chandler smiled. They were always a calming effect on the twins, even in the womb.
Chandler looked over at his son who was opening his tiny eyes. Before he could start to cry, Chandler picked him up and picked up the pacifier that had fallen out of his mouth. He put it back in and cradled him.
Chandler: Hey Alex. What's up little man?
Chandler was answered by a small grunt from the boy. Chandler smiled and walked out of the nursery and into the living room. He sat down on the couch with the boy and held him close.
Chandler: You're getting so big. So is your sister. You do know that even though you're twins, you're nothing alike. She cries but you don't cry too much. You poop when she pees, vice versa, and you wake up when she sleeps. I don't get it. You two don't look anything alike either.
Alex looked up at he dad with a look of contentment on his face. He made a gurgling sound and Chandler held him to his chest.
Chandler: Well, I better put you back to bed before mommy wakes up and freaks out.
Chandler stood and took his son back to the nursery. He checked on Ally who was still sleeping and he went into the living room to wait for the first early morning wake up call from the babies.
*~*
Ross, Rachel, and Hannah were seated at a table at a nice restaurant. Hannah was in her high chair, being fed by Rachel.
Rachel: It's ten o' clock. We'd better get home soon.
Ross: Yeah, and I think Hannah is about to fall asleep.
They both looked at their daughter who was drifting off quickly. Rachel smiled.
Rachel: Yeah. She's had a long day.
Ross wiped his mouth with a folded napkin. He smiled at Rachel and took a sip of wine. He stood and put his money down on the table.
Ross: Ready?
Rachel: Yeah. Let's just get Hannah out of this thing.
Ross lifted the baby out of the high chair just in time for her to throw up all over him.
Ross: Oh God!
Rachel: Oh, Hannah? What's wrong?!
The baby laughed and smiled at her father.
Ross: I don't think she's ready for this kind of food yet.
*~*
Phoebe was in Joey's arms in bed. Her head rested against his chest as she looked thoughtfully into space.
Joey: What are you thinking about?
Phoebe: Us. Our future. The next 51 years.
Joey chuckled and smiled. He kissed the top of Phoebe's head.
Joey: Anything else?
Phoebe: Babies. I know it will be weird. I mean, Rachel just had a baby last year, Monica just had the twins, I mean, it would seem like stealing their thunder. I don't want to get pregnant and nobody would be excited. They're all probably sick of having a pregnant friend.
Joey: Phoebe, if you want a baby, I won't object. I'll happily help.
Phoebe: I'm glad you're willing!
Joey: Phoebe, when do you want to get married?
Phoebe: I don't know. Sometime soon. I mean, it would be good to get it over with and get on with our lives.
Joey: Yeah. So are you saying sometime within the year?
Phoebe: Yeah. I mean, more along the lines of within the month.
Joey's eyes went wide.
Joey: The month? Phoebe? Are you kidding?
Phoebe: No. I mean, we love each other, we've known each other forever, and I think that it'll be good to get married the sooner the better.
*~*
Chandler looked at the clock as both of his children began to cry. It was ten thirty. It was earlier than usual, but it would be the first of about three sessions of crying babies in the next few hours. He stumbled into the nursery and picked up one baby at a time. He took them into the living room, put them down in separate rocking bassinets and began to rock them back and forth. He knew that they were hungry but it would work until he got a bottle heated up.
Chandler Bing ran into the kitchen and began warming two bottles. He hurried back to the twins and continued rocking the bassinets and he sat down on the couch and buried his face in his hands in frustration.
Monica walked out of the bedroom and rubbed her eyes tiredly.
Monica: Chandler?
Chandler: Hey.
Monica: You need some help?
Chandler: You should go rest, honey.
Monica: Oh, I couldn't sleep anyway.
Monica walked over to the stove and got the warmed bottles. She handed one of them to Chandler.
Chandler: Okay, well, pick a kid.
Monica: I'll take Alex.
Chandler: I've got Ally.
They sat side by side and fed their kids. Monica looked at Chandler and he at her.
Chandler: So this if how it feels to be a family, huh?
Monica: Yeah. It feels pretty good huh?
Chandler: It's great.