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1201 - TOW Too Many Babies
Today was the day that Ross and Rachel, Chandler and Monica, and Phoebe were bringing their babies home from the hospital. Joey had to fly back out to Vegas again the night after the babies were born, so he couldn't be there to help bring the twins, Brandon and Courtney, home from the hospital. But, with help from Ross, Rachel, Chandler, and Monica, Phoebe managed.
Phoebe had Brandon and Courtney ready to go in their baby carriers. They were on Phoebe's hospital bed as she slipped into her jacket. In the very same room, Ross was putting little Amber into her carrier and Rachel was feeding Cheyenne a bottle. Chandler was holding his daughter, Jessie, and getting her to go to sleep. Monica was doing the same with Casey.
Phoebe: Okay. I think I need to buy a little old lady to watch all of my kids.
Monica: Oh God. I know! After the triplets come home, you're going to have six kids in the house!
Rachel: Hey! There is absolutely nothing wrong with having six children, Monica!
Phoebe: No, it's only three.
Ross: What?
Phoebe: Frank Jr. Jr., Leslie, and Little Chandler want to stay with my mom by the beach. It's fine with me . . . I mean, just as long as they're happy, I'll be happy. I know they were happy with Frank and Alice, but . . . they really didn't know how to be parents.
Chandler: So . . .you're going to be okay then?
Phoebe: Yeah, I'm going to go down and visit them as much as I can.
Rachel: That's good. At least you get to see them.
Phoebe: Yeah.
Rachel: I think we better move out soon. I think there are a few pregnant women waiting for this room. I want to get home to the kids. I can't believe Ross talked Mrs. Jennings into watching all of them!
See, back at home, Rachel and Ross had their nearly four-year-old daughter Hannah, forty months old to be exact, and their thirteen-month-old triplet sons, Jonah, Thomas, and Caleb.
Phoebe just had little nineteen-month-old Draven. Monica and Chandler had twenty-eight month olds Ally and Alex. Monica had a nearly sixteen year old daughter named Katie who had a now ten-month-old baby girl named Valerie, but they were in California and Chandler and Monica had heard nothing from them since they left many months ago.
Phoebe: Well, I'm ready. Ross, go pull the van around. We can probably fit three baby seats in the very back, three in the middle, and then two of us can ride in the front and the other three can take cabs.
Rachel: Wow Pheebs! You're on top of things today!
Phoebe: I know!
*~*
Later, Monica and Chandler were up on their toes with Ally and Alex running around after them, wanting to see the babies and with Jessie and Casey fussing and not sleeping. When one would cry, the other would spit up and vice versa. It was crazy!
Over all of the fussing, Monica barely heard the phone ring. She ran over and answered it.
Monica: Hello?
Katie: Mom!
Monica: Oh! Katie!
Katie: I'm so sorry I haven't called! I got another movie offer after this one was done! I really want to do it. So, I'm going to stay out here a little longer.
Monica: What?!
Katie: Hey, have you had the babies yet?
Monica: Yeah. You have two sisters. Jessica and Cassandra. We call them Jessie and Casey.
Katie: Oh, I can't wait to see them! I'll be home in two months, mom! I promise!
Monica: Are you going to school?
Katie: Off and on, but I've got a good job and Valerie is fine. My friend's mom is watching her while I'm at school. Don't worry, it's okay.
Monica: Well, you call more okay?
Katie: Okay. I love you mom. Bye.
Katie hung up and Monica sighed heavily. She looked over at Chandler, who was sitting on the couch with two dribble cloths on his shoulders and a baby on each.
Chandler: Katie called?
Monica: Yeah. She sounded weird. Dammit! I forgot to ask for a number!
Chandler: Honey, I'm sure she's fine.
Monica: Yeah. But, I'm not really sure she was telling me the complete truth about everything.
Monica walked over to the couch and picked Casey up off of Chandler's shoulder and sat down on the couch.
Monica: Hey, Casey, you'll never leave and go to Hollywood, will you?
The response she got was a gurgle from the baby and a stench from her diaper.
Monica: Oh, thank you very much . . .
*~*
The Gellar apartment was full of noise. Hannah was watching her favorite television show and it was turned up loudly because she couldn't hear over the crying of Cheyenne and Amber. Jonah, Caleb, and Thomas were really excited about the new babies so they were trying to help out, but they were getting in the way most of the time.
Rachel was sitting in the twins' nursery in a rocking chair with Cheyenne in her lap. The baby was sleeping and sucking on a bottle. Baby Amber was finally sleeping in her crib and the triplets kept coming in to check on their little sisters.
Ross was in the living room, turning down the volume on the television and Hannah was pouting.
Ross: Hannah, sweetie, the babies aren't crying anymore. You don't need that up so loud! You'll hurt your ears!
Hannah: But they'll cry again!
Ross: I know, but I don't want that television turned up anymore. If I hear it get any louder, you're going to go to your room for the rest of the day!
Ross turned around and accidentally ran into Caleb and knocked him down. He started to sniffle and Ross picked him up before he started crying.
Ross: I'm sorry! Shh . . .please don't start crying. Shh . . .good boy.
Ross walked into the nursery, holding Caleb in his arms.
Ross: Everything okay in here?
Rachel: Shh! Yes! They're finally asleep!
Rachel put baby Cheyenne in her crib and left the nursery, closing the door behind her. Thomas was tugging at his mother's pant leg. She picked him up carefully.
Rachel: Hey sweetie.
Thomas: Hi mommy!
Rachel: You're getting so big!
Thomas: I'm a big boy!
Rachel laughed and hugged her baby boy. She put him down and Ross put Caleb down. They ran off to go find Jonah.
Rachel: God! I'm never having kids again. No more kids . . .no more sex . . .
Ross: What?!
Rachel: Just kidding. I was just making sure you were hearing me. I don't want any more kids. Ever!
Ross: Well, at this rate, we have to be really careful.
Rachel: Yeah, and that means . . .if I have a headache . . .I have a headache, okay?
Ross: You've got it honey.
Ross flashed a sweet smile and Rachel laughed. She kissed him and walked over to the kitchen. She put two bottles in a pan of boiling water to warm them up for the next time the babies woke up hungry.
*~*
Phoebe was walking around the apartment slowly, carrying Brandon in her arms, and feeding him a bottle. She'd just fed little Courtney and that baby was now sleeping. Brandon was a big eater, so it would be awhile until he was full enough to go to sleep.
Phoebe: Guess what? When your daddy gets home in a couple of months, he's going to be doing this for awhile so I can sleep. I don't know how I'm going to take care of you and your sister and your big brother like this, but I'll manage. You'll realize quickly that I can do a lot of things. I'll be here no matter how hard things get. And this is already hard.
Draven toddled into the room.
Draven: Mommy?
Phoebe: What is it kid?
Draven: I made you something!
Phoebe: You did? What is it?
Draven: It's in my room.
Little Draven proudly led his mother into his nursery. She was horrified to find a jar of jelly and a jar of peanut butter opened and two slices of bread lying on the floor with peanut butter and jelly slathered on them. It was a mess! Phoebe refrained from getting angry because she saw the proud look on his face.
Phoebe: Oh . . . that's so nice sweetie!
Draven picked it up and lifted it up to Phoebe.
Draven: Eat!
Phoebe shifted Brandon into one arm and balanced the bottle with her chin.
Phoebe: I'll eat this later honey. Mommy has got to feed baby brother first.
Draven: Okay . . .
Phoebe smiled and left the room. She put the sandwich out of sight and vowed to clean that mess in the nursery up later. She sighed and walked over to the couch and sat down. Brandon finished eating and Phoebe put the bottle down on the coffee table and looked at her little boy. He looked a lot like Draven did at that age.
Phoebe put Brandon down in a nearby bassinet and looked at Courtney who was sucking on her fist. Phoebe smiled and laughed. The phone ringing nearly woke up the twins. Phoebe quickly answered it.
Phoebe: Hello?
Joey: Hey.
Phoebe: Joey! Hi!
Joey: Hey! Is everything okay? Are the kids home safe?
Phoebe: Yeah. They're both sleeping in their bassinets next to the couch.
Joey: Are you okay?
Phoebe: I'm just fine . . .I wish you were here.
Joey: I know . . . but those two months will just zoom by . . .
Phoebe: Like a sloth . . .
Joey: What?
Phoebe: Nevermind.
Joey: How's Draven?
Phoebe: As cute as ever.
Joey: I wish I was there. . .How are Chandler and Monica?
Phoebe: Fine. . .Alex and Ally are so curious about Jessie and Casey.
Joey: And Ross and Rachel?
Phoebe: I dunno . . .I guess they're curious too . . .
Joey: No . . .I mean how are they?
Phoebe: They're fine. They've got their work cut out for them. Six kids is a lot of kids!
Joey: Yeah, but I grew up in a large family. If I can handle a family that size, I'm sure they can.
Phoebe: But they're the parents.
Joey: You got a point there . . .
Phoebe: So how's the movie?
Joey: Halfway done.
Phoebe: Great!
Joey: Yeah! We're doing some re-shoots tomorrow.
Phoebe: Sounds fun.
Joey: It's really not.
Phoebe: God . . . it's nice and quiet here now that the kids are asleep. From the sound of it, Chandler and Monica's munchkins are sleeping and so are Ross and Rachel's.
Joey: Great, maybe you can sleep until one of the kids wakes up.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't think I'll be getting much sleep for a very long time.
Joey: Oh . . .honey, if I could be there . . .
Phoebe: You'd be up all night. I've got big plans for you.
Joey: Oh . . . goody.
Phoebe: So, any plans for tonight?
Joey: Not many. I'm gonna sit . . . watch TV, maybe sleep a little.
Phoebe laughed.
Phoebe: Well, I better go. I'm gonna try to get some sleep in before it's time for a changing or feeding.
Joey: Okay. I love you.
Phoebe: Love you. Bye.
Phoebe hung up and laid back on the couch. She closed her eyes and listened to the soft breathing of her little babies. It was going to be a long night, she knew it, but with her little ones there, it was worth it. Whenever things got rough, she knew that she could look at her kids and know that everything she went through was worth it because it resulted in the most wonderful kids in the world.
1201 - TOW Too Many Babies
Today was the day that Ross and Rachel, Chandler and Monica, and Phoebe were bringing their babies home from the hospital. Joey had to fly back out to Vegas again the night after the babies were born, so he couldn't be there to help bring the twins, Brandon and Courtney, home from the hospital. But, with help from Ross, Rachel, Chandler, and Monica, Phoebe managed.
Phoebe had Brandon and Courtney ready to go in their baby carriers. They were on Phoebe's hospital bed as she slipped into her jacket. In the very same room, Ross was putting little Amber into her carrier and Rachel was feeding Cheyenne a bottle. Chandler was holding his daughter, Jessie, and getting her to go to sleep. Monica was doing the same with Casey.
Phoebe: Okay. I think I need to buy a little old lady to watch all of my kids.
Monica: Oh God. I know! After the triplets come home, you're going to have six kids in the house!
Rachel: Hey! There is absolutely nothing wrong with having six children, Monica!
Phoebe: No, it's only three.
Ross: What?
Phoebe: Frank Jr. Jr., Leslie, and Little Chandler want to stay with my mom by the beach. It's fine with me . . . I mean, just as long as they're happy, I'll be happy. I know they were happy with Frank and Alice, but . . . they really didn't know how to be parents.
Chandler: So . . .you're going to be okay then?
Phoebe: Yeah, I'm going to go down and visit them as much as I can.
Rachel: That's good. At least you get to see them.
Phoebe: Yeah.
Rachel: I think we better move out soon. I think there are a few pregnant women waiting for this room. I want to get home to the kids. I can't believe Ross talked Mrs. Jennings into watching all of them!
See, back at home, Rachel and Ross had their nearly four-year-old daughter Hannah, forty months old to be exact, and their thirteen-month-old triplet sons, Jonah, Thomas, and Caleb.
Phoebe just had little nineteen-month-old Draven. Monica and Chandler had twenty-eight month olds Ally and Alex. Monica had a nearly sixteen year old daughter named Katie who had a now ten-month-old baby girl named Valerie, but they were in California and Chandler and Monica had heard nothing from them since they left many months ago.
Phoebe: Well, I'm ready. Ross, go pull the van around. We can probably fit three baby seats in the very back, three in the middle, and then two of us can ride in the front and the other three can take cabs.
Rachel: Wow Pheebs! You're on top of things today!
Phoebe: I know!
*~*
Later, Monica and Chandler were up on their toes with Ally and Alex running around after them, wanting to see the babies and with Jessie and Casey fussing and not sleeping. When one would cry, the other would spit up and vice versa. It was crazy!
Over all of the fussing, Monica barely heard the phone ring. She ran over and answered it.
Monica: Hello?
Katie: Mom!
Monica: Oh! Katie!
Katie: I'm so sorry I haven't called! I got another movie offer after this one was done! I really want to do it. So, I'm going to stay out here a little longer.
Monica: What?!
Katie: Hey, have you had the babies yet?
Monica: Yeah. You have two sisters. Jessica and Cassandra. We call them Jessie and Casey.
Katie: Oh, I can't wait to see them! I'll be home in two months, mom! I promise!
Monica: Are you going to school?
Katie: Off and on, but I've got a good job and Valerie is fine. My friend's mom is watching her while I'm at school. Don't worry, it's okay.
Monica: Well, you call more okay?
Katie: Okay. I love you mom. Bye.
Katie hung up and Monica sighed heavily. She looked over at Chandler, who was sitting on the couch with two dribble cloths on his shoulders and a baby on each.
Chandler: Katie called?
Monica: Yeah. She sounded weird. Dammit! I forgot to ask for a number!
Chandler: Honey, I'm sure she's fine.
Monica: Yeah. But, I'm not really sure she was telling me the complete truth about everything.
Monica walked over to the couch and picked Casey up off of Chandler's shoulder and sat down on the couch.
Monica: Hey, Casey, you'll never leave and go to Hollywood, will you?
The response she got was a gurgle from the baby and a stench from her diaper.
Monica: Oh, thank you very much . . .
*~*
The Gellar apartment was full of noise. Hannah was watching her favorite television show and it was turned up loudly because she couldn't hear over the crying of Cheyenne and Amber. Jonah, Caleb, and Thomas were really excited about the new babies so they were trying to help out, but they were getting in the way most of the time.
Rachel was sitting in the twins' nursery in a rocking chair with Cheyenne in her lap. The baby was sleeping and sucking on a bottle. Baby Amber was finally sleeping in her crib and the triplets kept coming in to check on their little sisters.
Ross was in the living room, turning down the volume on the television and Hannah was pouting.
Ross: Hannah, sweetie, the babies aren't crying anymore. You don't need that up so loud! You'll hurt your ears!
Hannah: But they'll cry again!
Ross: I know, but I don't want that television turned up anymore. If I hear it get any louder, you're going to go to your room for the rest of the day!
Ross turned around and accidentally ran into Caleb and knocked him down. He started to sniffle and Ross picked him up before he started crying.
Ross: I'm sorry! Shh . . .please don't start crying. Shh . . .good boy.
Ross walked into the nursery, holding Caleb in his arms.
Ross: Everything okay in here?
Rachel: Shh! Yes! They're finally asleep!
Rachel put baby Cheyenne in her crib and left the nursery, closing the door behind her. Thomas was tugging at his mother's pant leg. She picked him up carefully.
Rachel: Hey sweetie.
Thomas: Hi mommy!
Rachel: You're getting so big!
Thomas: I'm a big boy!
Rachel laughed and hugged her baby boy. She put him down and Ross put Caleb down. They ran off to go find Jonah.
Rachel: God! I'm never having kids again. No more kids . . .no more sex . . .
Ross: What?!
Rachel: Just kidding. I was just making sure you were hearing me. I don't want any more kids. Ever!
Ross: Well, at this rate, we have to be really careful.
Rachel: Yeah, and that means . . .if I have a headache . . .I have a headache, okay?
Ross: You've got it honey.
Ross flashed a sweet smile and Rachel laughed. She kissed him and walked over to the kitchen. She put two bottles in a pan of boiling water to warm them up for the next time the babies woke up hungry.
*~*
Phoebe was walking around the apartment slowly, carrying Brandon in her arms, and feeding him a bottle. She'd just fed little Courtney and that baby was now sleeping. Brandon was a big eater, so it would be awhile until he was full enough to go to sleep.
Phoebe: Guess what? When your daddy gets home in a couple of months, he's going to be doing this for awhile so I can sleep. I don't know how I'm going to take care of you and your sister and your big brother like this, but I'll manage. You'll realize quickly that I can do a lot of things. I'll be here no matter how hard things get. And this is already hard.
Draven toddled into the room.
Draven: Mommy?
Phoebe: What is it kid?
Draven: I made you something!
Phoebe: You did? What is it?
Draven: It's in my room.
Little Draven proudly led his mother into his nursery. She was horrified to find a jar of jelly and a jar of peanut butter opened and two slices of bread lying on the floor with peanut butter and jelly slathered on them. It was a mess! Phoebe refrained from getting angry because she saw the proud look on his face.
Phoebe: Oh . . . that's so nice sweetie!
Draven picked it up and lifted it up to Phoebe.
Draven: Eat!
Phoebe shifted Brandon into one arm and balanced the bottle with her chin.
Phoebe: I'll eat this later honey. Mommy has got to feed baby brother first.
Draven: Okay . . .
Phoebe smiled and left the room. She put the sandwich out of sight and vowed to clean that mess in the nursery up later. She sighed and walked over to the couch and sat down. Brandon finished eating and Phoebe put the bottle down on the coffee table and looked at her little boy. He looked a lot like Draven did at that age.
Phoebe put Brandon down in a nearby bassinet and looked at Courtney who was sucking on her fist. Phoebe smiled and laughed. The phone ringing nearly woke up the twins. Phoebe quickly answered it.
Phoebe: Hello?
Joey: Hey.
Phoebe: Joey! Hi!
Joey: Hey! Is everything okay? Are the kids home safe?
Phoebe: Yeah. They're both sleeping in their bassinets next to the couch.
Joey: Are you okay?
Phoebe: I'm just fine . . .I wish you were here.
Joey: I know . . . but those two months will just zoom by . . .
Phoebe: Like a sloth . . .
Joey: What?
Phoebe: Nevermind.
Joey: How's Draven?
Phoebe: As cute as ever.
Joey: I wish I was there. . .How are Chandler and Monica?
Phoebe: Fine. . .Alex and Ally are so curious about Jessie and Casey.
Joey: And Ross and Rachel?
Phoebe: I dunno . . .I guess they're curious too . . .
Joey: No . . .I mean how are they?
Phoebe: They're fine. They've got their work cut out for them. Six kids is a lot of kids!
Joey: Yeah, but I grew up in a large family. If I can handle a family that size, I'm sure they can.
Phoebe: But they're the parents.
Joey: You got a point there . . .
Phoebe: So how's the movie?
Joey: Halfway done.
Phoebe: Great!
Joey: Yeah! We're doing some re-shoots tomorrow.
Phoebe: Sounds fun.
Joey: It's really not.
Phoebe: God . . . it's nice and quiet here now that the kids are asleep. From the sound of it, Chandler and Monica's munchkins are sleeping and so are Ross and Rachel's.
Joey: Great, maybe you can sleep until one of the kids wakes up.
Phoebe: Oh, I don't think I'll be getting much sleep for a very long time.
Joey: Oh . . .honey, if I could be there . . .
Phoebe: You'd be up all night. I've got big plans for you.
Joey: Oh . . . goody.
Phoebe: So, any plans for tonight?
Joey: Not many. I'm gonna sit . . . watch TV, maybe sleep a little.
Phoebe laughed.
Phoebe: Well, I better go. I'm gonna try to get some sleep in before it's time for a changing or feeding.
Joey: Okay. I love you.
Phoebe: Love you. Bye.
Phoebe hung up and laid back on the couch. She closed her eyes and listened to the soft breathing of her little babies. It was going to be a long night, she knew it, but with her little ones there, it was worth it. Whenever things got rough, she knew that she could look at her kids and know that everything she went through was worth it because it resulted in the most wonderful kids in the world.