1024 - TOW It Is Time
A month and two weeks had passed and doctors were amazed that Rachel had gone over her due date with the triplets. What amazed them more was that all three babies were in head down positions. That was hardly ever common in multiple births.
Nine-month-pregnant Rachel and six-month-pregnant Katie were sitting in Monica and Chandler's apartment. Fifteen-month-olds Ally and Alex were playing with twenty-seven-month-old Hannah on the floor. Five-month-old Draven was sitting there on the floor propped up on two pillows. He was just learning how to sit up.
Phoebe and Joey were sitting with Ross, Monica, and Chandler at the table. They were all going over what was going to happen that day. The doctors were inducing Rachel's labor for the health of her and for the health of the triplets.
Ross: Okay, I'm going to be in the room the whole time. The kids, Hannah, Ally, Alex, and Draven will be in the day-care center so we don't have to worry about any of them running off. We've already got that handled.
Monica: And I will be with Rachel too. Katie will be resting in the waiting room until the babies are born, then she's coming in for a little bit of viewing experience.
Chandler: I will be in the waiting room, not being any part of the bleeding, screaming, dilating, or delivering. But, I will be in later to see the products.
Joey: I'll be in charge of passing out the blue bubble gum cigars to everybody.
Phoebe: I'm in charge of making sure the auras are clean. If not, I will cleanse them.
Rachel: And I will be bleeding, screaming, dilating, and delivering. Not in that order of course.
Katie looked over at Rachel.
Katie: Do they always do this?
Rachel: Yes. The other night, we were going over what to do when you have your baby.
Katie: You're serious?
Rachel: Yeah. I'm serious.
Rachel felt the second twin kick. She'd grown to know them so well that she knew which baby was kicking when she felt one.
Rachel: Calm down baby two.
Ross: Is he kicking again?
Rachel: I'm afraid our boys are going to come out bruised. They're already fighting and they're not even born yet.
Hannah crawled up on the couch next to her mother.
Hannah: When will they get here?
Rachel: By the end of today, sweetie, if we're lucky.
Hannah: Really?
Rachel: Really. The babies will be born really soon.
Ross stood up and walked over to the clock.
Ross: Hey, we'd better get moving. We've got to be at the hospital in two hours.
Rachel: We can get there in fifteen minutes, Ross.
Ross: Well, there could be a traffic jam. You don't know!
Rachel: Well, I'm going to go lay down on your bed, Monica. Wake me up in about an hour and a half.
Monica: Okay.
Rachel went into Chandler and Monica's room and shut the door. She was going to sleep as much as she could before she got to that hospital. She knew that her quiet days were over now that three boys were about to be brought into the world.
Chandler: So, who thinks that this is going to be the day from hell?
Everybody raised their hands. Katie stood up and walked over to the kitchen sink. She poured herself a glass of water and brushed her long black hair out of her face.
Katie: I think I'm gonna be sick.
Monica: What's wrong, honey?
Katie: Well, if you didn't notice, I'm pregnant, Monica.
Monica: You still have morning sickness?
Katie: Yeah. It's a bitch.
Monica: I know. You gave me morning sickness up until the day I had you.
Katie: So, now I can really say I make you sick.
Monica: Ha ha.
Katie smiled and went back over to the couch to sit down. Alex and Ally climbed up onto the couch to sit beside their sister.
Alex: Sissy!
Ally: Katie!
Katie: It's weird. One of them calls me sissy and the other calls me Katie.
Monica: Ally called me Monica the other day.
Chandler: Funny. She called me stupid the same day.
Ross: Well, Rachel's been pretty good during this pregnancy. Yeah, she's had her share of morning sickness, but it hasn't been too bad. A lot of things haven't made her sick like they did with Hannah.
Phoebe: When I had the triplets, I wasn't sick much at all.
Joey: But, you sure did eat a lot.
Phoebe gave Joey a strange look and laughed.
Joey: You have room to talk. You're not even pregnant.
Monica: So, what do you think the babies will weigh?
Joey: I'm thinking they'll be small. Probably four or five pounds a piece.
Phoebe: That's really little! I'm thinking six apiece.
Ross: Well, she's still afraid their all going to weigh sixteen pounds. I'm thinking seven apiece because she's went over her due date and . . . she's huge.
Rachel (from the bedroom): I heard that, Ross!
Ross: But she looks so incredibly beautiful!
Rachel: Good save!
Ross sighed heavily and stood up. He began to pace.
Ross: Why is everything going so slow? Or am I just talking incredibly fast? I mean, it's like, everything around me is in slow motion and I'm in fast forward. Do you understand what I'm talking about? I mean, it's just so weird and I think I'm going to pass out!
Chandler: Sit down, man.
Ross: Thanks dude.
Monica stood up and went into the bathroom. She got a couple of aspirin for her brother and brought them out to him. She gave him a glass of water and he happily took them.
Ross: Thanks Monica. You're the best little sister.
Monica: I know.
Monica smiled and sat back down in her seat.
Phoebe: God, this is boring! We haven't spied on Ugly Naked Guy in awhile. Why don't we go do that?
Everyone got up and walked out to the balcony. They looked into Ugly Naked Guy's apartment and saw him sitting in his chair in all of his nakedness, drinking some hot tea. He accidentally dropped the cup and the hot tea poured all over him.
Everybody: Ooh!/Ow!/That's gotta sting!
*~*
A couple of hours later, the kids were in the day-care center at the hospital, Chandler and Joey were playing a card game, and Phoebe and Katie were reading magazines.
In Rachel's room, her labor had already been induced and she was hooked up to all kinds of monitors. Monica and Ross were camped out in the room and Ross was sleeping while Monica sat with Rachel and talked to her.
Monica: So, do you have any names picked out?
Rachel: Not yet. We're going to wait until their born. We'll name them then.
Monica: Wouldn't it suck if one or more of them turned out to be girls and you had to totally redecorate the nursery?
Rachel looked at Monica worriedly for a minute and leaned her head back on her pillow.
Rachel: Please, don't say that again!
Monica: Sorry.
Rachel: I think that these kids are going to be bald.
Monica: That came out of nowhere.
Rachel: I think they'll be bald. Hannah was nearly bald when she was born. Ross was completely bald when he was born, so he says, and so was I.
Monica: Bald babies are cute.
Rachel: Yeah. But it's going to be so hard to tell them apart. Identical triplets are just confusing. Especially if they're all the same sex!
Monica: You'll do fine, Rachel.
Rachel: I hope so.
Rachel paused as a short contraction passed by. She breathed heavily and relaxed again.
Monica: How are you feeling?
Rachel: Really tired and hungry. They won't feed me until the babies are born. What are they trying to do? Starve me to death?
Monica: Oh, I'm sure you're well on your way. I bet you're almost at ten centimeters.
Rachel: Monica, I've only been in labor for like ten minutes.
Dr. Jones came into the room with a chart and put it on the door.
Dr. Jones: Good morning!
Rachel: Good morning.
Monica tapped Ross to wake him up. He sat up and looked at the doctor.
Dr. Jones: Are you feeling contractions, Rachel?
Rachel: Yeah, I just had one. The last one I had the first one since I was induced.
Dr. Jones: Okay, well, let's just see how these babies are doing.
Dr. Jones first did an exam that told her that Rachel was only four centimeters dilated. Then she started the ultrasound, which still showed all three babies were head down.
Dr. Jones: Okay. I think you will have these babies by the end of the night. Possibly by tomorrow morning. But, I'm guessing by around ten o' clock tonight.
Rachel: Wonderful. Thanks doctor.
The doctor nodded and left the room.
Monica: I'll go tell the others.
Monica left and Ross sat down beside Rachel's side.
Ross: Well, here we are. How are you?
Rachel: Nervous. You?
Ross: I'm so nervous I have to pee again. But, I want you to know that I'm going to stay by your side no matter what.
Rachel: That's so sweet, but honey, you really need to go pee.
*~*
A while later, at about five o' clock, Rachel's contractions seemed to get more intense. They were coming every twenty-minutes and were lasting for about five seconds apiece. She hated the pain so much. She was given an epidural that made things a bit more easy, but it still hurt a bit.
Ross was being the most wonderful husband by giving Rachel foot rubs, putting a cool rag on he forehead, not touching her when she said so, and by just being there and talking to her and talking to his babies.
Monica and Ross both took turns sleeping and sitting with Rachel so the poor pregnant woman wouldn't get lonely.
Rachel was getting more and more nervous as the hours ticked on. She knew that her pain was still just beginning and that she would be giving birth to three babies in just a matter of hours.
Dr. Jones was coming in every half-hour to check on Rachel. Rachel was now at six centimeters, and still going strong. The babies were definitely going to be born before midnight and possibly before ten.
*~*
Katie, Phoebe, Joey, and Chandler were all sleeping. They had all been down to the day-care center to visit the kids. They were probably going to be in there all night or at least until Rachel had the babies.
Katie woke up as her baby kicked her and she sighed. She was sick of being pregnant, but she had three more months to go. She hated herself for how stupid she was that night she got pregnant, but there was nothing she could to do change that.
She walked down the hallway and saw the big window that looked into the dim nursery. The lights were on low because the infants were sleeping. Katie peered into the window where there were three incubators waiting, just in case the triplets needed them. Three regular baby beds were being pushed down the hallway to Rachel's room.
Katie looked at two tiny babies that were close to the front of the nursery. They were both sleeping, sucking on pacifiers. She rubbed her belly and sighed. She wondered if any of the girls there were her age. Just as she was wondering that, a girl walked up to her. She was in a hospital gown and she was holding onto an IV pole.
Katie: Are one of these yours?
Girl: Yeah. Both of them are. They're fraternal twins. A boy and a girl. You're having your own I see.
Katie: Yeah. I'm fourteen years old.
Girl: Fourteen? I'm thirteen.
Katie's eyes bugged out of her head and she sighed.
Katie: Wow . . . By the way, my name is Katie.
Girl: I'm Amy.
Katie: Good luck with your babies . . .
Amy: Thanks.
Katie left and she felt so bad for that girl who was just out of her childhood. She sighed and went back to the waiting room.
*~*
At eight o' clock, Rachel was pushing for the first time. She'd gone to ten centimeters quickly and it was time to deliver the three Gellar boys.
Katie, Monica, and Ross were standing in the room watching. Ross was right by the doctor watching his first son's delivery. Monica was holding Rachel's hand, coaching her through the birth, and Katie was standing on the other side of Rachel, holding her other hand.
Rachel pushed two more times before her first baby boy was brought screaming into the world. He was taken over to a warming table and Ross went over to cut his baby boy's cord. The boy was bald and his little eyes were blue. He was bigger than five pounds, that was for sure.
A few minutes later, the second son was born, followed soon by the third and all three were healthy and had strong lungs. Ross got to hold one and carry each over to Rachel. She sat with a large pillow on her lap and held all three of her sons at the same time. All three bald-headed blue-eyed baby boys laid on the pillow and stared up at their mother tiredly. She started crying, Monica started crying, Katie started crying, and Ross, who was already crying, started bawling.
Monica walked out into the hallway to the others to tell them the news.
Monica: They're here!
Everybody woke up from their sleep as Monica announced the births of three healthy baby boys.
Monica: All three baby boys are here! They're big and healthy!
Everybody: All right!/Woo-hoo!/Awwww!
Everybody was so excited. But, soon, Katie joined Monica to tell her that Ross and Rachel wanted some time alone with their sons.
*~*
Ross held baby number one as Rachel held numbers two and three. Rachel smiled happily as she held two of her sons.
Rachel: They're so beautiful, Ross. They're so beautiful.
Ross: God, Rachel, they're incredible.
Rachel: How much did they weigh? How big were they? I was too excited to hear.
Ross: Baby number one was six pounds and three ounces. He was twenty inches long. Baby number two was six pounds even. He was also twenty inches long. Baby number three was six pounds and four ounces. He was twenty inches long.
Rachel: My God! That's a lot of baby weight!
Ross: It's amazing you carried them that long.
Rachel: Yeah. It's also amazing that I didn't need surgery.
Ross: Well, I guess that it's time to name them.
Rachel: Well, let's decide.
*~*
An hour later, up on the maternity floor, Katie, Monica, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe all walked into the room to see Ross, Rachel, and the babies.
Rachel: We'd like to introduce to you baby number one, Thomas Michael Gellar.
Ross: Baby number two, Caleb Andrew Gellar.
Rachel: And baby number three, Jonah Ryan Gellar.
Everyone then began to celebrate the new arrivals. Everybody passed the babies around, one at a time. The three Gellar boys were born and that was a big deal. Now, the only thing to worry about was how they were going to get them home.
SO, THAT'S SEASON 10. AFTER TWO SEASONS, MY SEASON 9 AND MY SEASON 10, SHOULD I WRITE A SEASON 11?
A month and two weeks had passed and doctors were amazed that Rachel had gone over her due date with the triplets. What amazed them more was that all three babies were in head down positions. That was hardly ever common in multiple births.
Nine-month-pregnant Rachel and six-month-pregnant Katie were sitting in Monica and Chandler's apartment. Fifteen-month-olds Ally and Alex were playing with twenty-seven-month-old Hannah on the floor. Five-month-old Draven was sitting there on the floor propped up on two pillows. He was just learning how to sit up.
Phoebe and Joey were sitting with Ross, Monica, and Chandler at the table. They were all going over what was going to happen that day. The doctors were inducing Rachel's labor for the health of her and for the health of the triplets.
Ross: Okay, I'm going to be in the room the whole time. The kids, Hannah, Ally, Alex, and Draven will be in the day-care center so we don't have to worry about any of them running off. We've already got that handled.
Monica: And I will be with Rachel too. Katie will be resting in the waiting room until the babies are born, then she's coming in for a little bit of viewing experience.
Chandler: I will be in the waiting room, not being any part of the bleeding, screaming, dilating, or delivering. But, I will be in later to see the products.
Joey: I'll be in charge of passing out the blue bubble gum cigars to everybody.
Phoebe: I'm in charge of making sure the auras are clean. If not, I will cleanse them.
Rachel: And I will be bleeding, screaming, dilating, and delivering. Not in that order of course.
Katie looked over at Rachel.
Katie: Do they always do this?
Rachel: Yes. The other night, we were going over what to do when you have your baby.
Katie: You're serious?
Rachel: Yeah. I'm serious.
Rachel felt the second twin kick. She'd grown to know them so well that she knew which baby was kicking when she felt one.
Rachel: Calm down baby two.
Ross: Is he kicking again?
Rachel: I'm afraid our boys are going to come out bruised. They're already fighting and they're not even born yet.
Hannah crawled up on the couch next to her mother.
Hannah: When will they get here?
Rachel: By the end of today, sweetie, if we're lucky.
Hannah: Really?
Rachel: Really. The babies will be born really soon.
Ross stood up and walked over to the clock.
Ross: Hey, we'd better get moving. We've got to be at the hospital in two hours.
Rachel: We can get there in fifteen minutes, Ross.
Ross: Well, there could be a traffic jam. You don't know!
Rachel: Well, I'm going to go lay down on your bed, Monica. Wake me up in about an hour and a half.
Monica: Okay.
Rachel went into Chandler and Monica's room and shut the door. She was going to sleep as much as she could before she got to that hospital. She knew that her quiet days were over now that three boys were about to be brought into the world.
Chandler: So, who thinks that this is going to be the day from hell?
Everybody raised their hands. Katie stood up and walked over to the kitchen sink. She poured herself a glass of water and brushed her long black hair out of her face.
Katie: I think I'm gonna be sick.
Monica: What's wrong, honey?
Katie: Well, if you didn't notice, I'm pregnant, Monica.
Monica: You still have morning sickness?
Katie: Yeah. It's a bitch.
Monica: I know. You gave me morning sickness up until the day I had you.
Katie: So, now I can really say I make you sick.
Monica: Ha ha.
Katie smiled and went back over to the couch to sit down. Alex and Ally climbed up onto the couch to sit beside their sister.
Alex: Sissy!
Ally: Katie!
Katie: It's weird. One of them calls me sissy and the other calls me Katie.
Monica: Ally called me Monica the other day.
Chandler: Funny. She called me stupid the same day.
Ross: Well, Rachel's been pretty good during this pregnancy. Yeah, she's had her share of morning sickness, but it hasn't been too bad. A lot of things haven't made her sick like they did with Hannah.
Phoebe: When I had the triplets, I wasn't sick much at all.
Joey: But, you sure did eat a lot.
Phoebe gave Joey a strange look and laughed.
Joey: You have room to talk. You're not even pregnant.
Monica: So, what do you think the babies will weigh?
Joey: I'm thinking they'll be small. Probably four or five pounds a piece.
Phoebe: That's really little! I'm thinking six apiece.
Ross: Well, she's still afraid their all going to weigh sixteen pounds. I'm thinking seven apiece because she's went over her due date and . . . she's huge.
Rachel (from the bedroom): I heard that, Ross!
Ross: But she looks so incredibly beautiful!
Rachel: Good save!
Ross sighed heavily and stood up. He began to pace.
Ross: Why is everything going so slow? Or am I just talking incredibly fast? I mean, it's like, everything around me is in slow motion and I'm in fast forward. Do you understand what I'm talking about? I mean, it's just so weird and I think I'm going to pass out!
Chandler: Sit down, man.
Ross: Thanks dude.
Monica stood up and went into the bathroom. She got a couple of aspirin for her brother and brought them out to him. She gave him a glass of water and he happily took them.
Ross: Thanks Monica. You're the best little sister.
Monica: I know.
Monica smiled and sat back down in her seat.
Phoebe: God, this is boring! We haven't spied on Ugly Naked Guy in awhile. Why don't we go do that?
Everyone got up and walked out to the balcony. They looked into Ugly Naked Guy's apartment and saw him sitting in his chair in all of his nakedness, drinking some hot tea. He accidentally dropped the cup and the hot tea poured all over him.
Everybody: Ooh!/Ow!/That's gotta sting!
*~*
A couple of hours later, the kids were in the day-care center at the hospital, Chandler and Joey were playing a card game, and Phoebe and Katie were reading magazines.
In Rachel's room, her labor had already been induced and she was hooked up to all kinds of monitors. Monica and Ross were camped out in the room and Ross was sleeping while Monica sat with Rachel and talked to her.
Monica: So, do you have any names picked out?
Rachel: Not yet. We're going to wait until their born. We'll name them then.
Monica: Wouldn't it suck if one or more of them turned out to be girls and you had to totally redecorate the nursery?
Rachel looked at Monica worriedly for a minute and leaned her head back on her pillow.
Rachel: Please, don't say that again!
Monica: Sorry.
Rachel: I think that these kids are going to be bald.
Monica: That came out of nowhere.
Rachel: I think they'll be bald. Hannah was nearly bald when she was born. Ross was completely bald when he was born, so he says, and so was I.
Monica: Bald babies are cute.
Rachel: Yeah. But it's going to be so hard to tell them apart. Identical triplets are just confusing. Especially if they're all the same sex!
Monica: You'll do fine, Rachel.
Rachel: I hope so.
Rachel paused as a short contraction passed by. She breathed heavily and relaxed again.
Monica: How are you feeling?
Rachel: Really tired and hungry. They won't feed me until the babies are born. What are they trying to do? Starve me to death?
Monica: Oh, I'm sure you're well on your way. I bet you're almost at ten centimeters.
Rachel: Monica, I've only been in labor for like ten minutes.
Dr. Jones came into the room with a chart and put it on the door.
Dr. Jones: Good morning!
Rachel: Good morning.
Monica tapped Ross to wake him up. He sat up and looked at the doctor.
Dr. Jones: Are you feeling contractions, Rachel?
Rachel: Yeah, I just had one. The last one I had the first one since I was induced.
Dr. Jones: Okay, well, let's just see how these babies are doing.
Dr. Jones first did an exam that told her that Rachel was only four centimeters dilated. Then she started the ultrasound, which still showed all three babies were head down.
Dr. Jones: Okay. I think you will have these babies by the end of the night. Possibly by tomorrow morning. But, I'm guessing by around ten o' clock tonight.
Rachel: Wonderful. Thanks doctor.
The doctor nodded and left the room.
Monica: I'll go tell the others.
Monica left and Ross sat down beside Rachel's side.
Ross: Well, here we are. How are you?
Rachel: Nervous. You?
Ross: I'm so nervous I have to pee again. But, I want you to know that I'm going to stay by your side no matter what.
Rachel: That's so sweet, but honey, you really need to go pee.
*~*
A while later, at about five o' clock, Rachel's contractions seemed to get more intense. They were coming every twenty-minutes and were lasting for about five seconds apiece. She hated the pain so much. She was given an epidural that made things a bit more easy, but it still hurt a bit.
Ross was being the most wonderful husband by giving Rachel foot rubs, putting a cool rag on he forehead, not touching her when she said so, and by just being there and talking to her and talking to his babies.
Monica and Ross both took turns sleeping and sitting with Rachel so the poor pregnant woman wouldn't get lonely.
Rachel was getting more and more nervous as the hours ticked on. She knew that her pain was still just beginning and that she would be giving birth to three babies in just a matter of hours.
Dr. Jones was coming in every half-hour to check on Rachel. Rachel was now at six centimeters, and still going strong. The babies were definitely going to be born before midnight and possibly before ten.
*~*
Katie, Phoebe, Joey, and Chandler were all sleeping. They had all been down to the day-care center to visit the kids. They were probably going to be in there all night or at least until Rachel had the babies.
Katie woke up as her baby kicked her and she sighed. She was sick of being pregnant, but she had three more months to go. She hated herself for how stupid she was that night she got pregnant, but there was nothing she could to do change that.
She walked down the hallway and saw the big window that looked into the dim nursery. The lights were on low because the infants were sleeping. Katie peered into the window where there were three incubators waiting, just in case the triplets needed them. Three regular baby beds were being pushed down the hallway to Rachel's room.
Katie looked at two tiny babies that were close to the front of the nursery. They were both sleeping, sucking on pacifiers. She rubbed her belly and sighed. She wondered if any of the girls there were her age. Just as she was wondering that, a girl walked up to her. She was in a hospital gown and she was holding onto an IV pole.
Katie: Are one of these yours?
Girl: Yeah. Both of them are. They're fraternal twins. A boy and a girl. You're having your own I see.
Katie: Yeah. I'm fourteen years old.
Girl: Fourteen? I'm thirteen.
Katie's eyes bugged out of her head and she sighed.
Katie: Wow . . . By the way, my name is Katie.
Girl: I'm Amy.
Katie: Good luck with your babies . . .
Amy: Thanks.
Katie left and she felt so bad for that girl who was just out of her childhood. She sighed and went back to the waiting room.
*~*
At eight o' clock, Rachel was pushing for the first time. She'd gone to ten centimeters quickly and it was time to deliver the three Gellar boys.
Katie, Monica, and Ross were standing in the room watching. Ross was right by the doctor watching his first son's delivery. Monica was holding Rachel's hand, coaching her through the birth, and Katie was standing on the other side of Rachel, holding her other hand.
Rachel pushed two more times before her first baby boy was brought screaming into the world. He was taken over to a warming table and Ross went over to cut his baby boy's cord. The boy was bald and his little eyes were blue. He was bigger than five pounds, that was for sure.
A few minutes later, the second son was born, followed soon by the third and all three were healthy and had strong lungs. Ross got to hold one and carry each over to Rachel. She sat with a large pillow on her lap and held all three of her sons at the same time. All three bald-headed blue-eyed baby boys laid on the pillow and stared up at their mother tiredly. She started crying, Monica started crying, Katie started crying, and Ross, who was already crying, started bawling.
Monica walked out into the hallway to the others to tell them the news.
Monica: They're here!
Everybody woke up from their sleep as Monica announced the births of three healthy baby boys.
Monica: All three baby boys are here! They're big and healthy!
Everybody: All right!/Woo-hoo!/Awwww!
Everybody was so excited. But, soon, Katie joined Monica to tell her that Ross and Rachel wanted some time alone with their sons.
*~*
Ross held baby number one as Rachel held numbers two and three. Rachel smiled happily as she held two of her sons.
Rachel: They're so beautiful, Ross. They're so beautiful.
Ross: God, Rachel, they're incredible.
Rachel: How much did they weigh? How big were they? I was too excited to hear.
Ross: Baby number one was six pounds and three ounces. He was twenty inches long. Baby number two was six pounds even. He was also twenty inches long. Baby number three was six pounds and four ounces. He was twenty inches long.
Rachel: My God! That's a lot of baby weight!
Ross: It's amazing you carried them that long.
Rachel: Yeah. It's also amazing that I didn't need surgery.
Ross: Well, I guess that it's time to name them.
Rachel: Well, let's decide.
*~*
An hour later, up on the maternity floor, Katie, Monica, Chandler, Joey, and Phoebe all walked into the room to see Ross, Rachel, and the babies.
Rachel: We'd like to introduce to you baby number one, Thomas Michael Gellar.
Ross: Baby number two, Caleb Andrew Gellar.
Rachel: And baby number three, Jonah Ryan Gellar.
Everyone then began to celebrate the new arrivals. Everybody passed the babies around, one at a time. The three Gellar boys were born and that was a big deal. Now, the only thing to worry about was how they were going to get them home.
SO, THAT'S SEASON 10. AFTER TWO SEASONS, MY SEASON 9 AND MY SEASON 10, SHOULD I WRITE A SEASON 11?