Adventures in Parenting
The Dreaded 'C' Word
Disclaimer: I only own Lynsey and Avery. I own no one else.
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"Does you know what run in your family?" Trish asked, pacing back and forth. Avery had started crying at ten-thirty. It was now twelve-thirty and the tiny infant had not stopped crying. Randy looked at her.
"I think Lynsey had colic," he said. She rolled her eyes. She had wanted to avoid saying the word. She was afraid if she said the word, it would make it true. "Go take a shower. I'll pace with her for a little bit," Grabbing a towel, Trish moved towards the bathroom.
It was Avery's first night home. Trish was unsure how she was going to handle three months of incessant crying. She loved her daughter, but her crying was high-pitched.
"When is SHE going to stop?" Lynsey asked, sticking her head out of her room. "I need my sleep," Trish rolled her eyes. Lynsey wasn't the only one.
"I don't know," Trish replied, entering the bathroom. She turned the hot water on and was able to steal ten minutes of quiet bliss. Then, she started crying. "I can't believe I'm happy to be away from my baby,"
She quickly changed into a clean pair of pajamas. She rushed into the bedroom. She found Lynsey whining over Avery's wailing.
"ALRIGHT!" she screamed. Lynsey stopped whining. Avery continued to wail, but she now had Randy's attention. "Young Lady, get your shoes on. Randy, please put Avery in her carseat. We are going out," Randy looked at her. Had she lost her mind? It was after midnight! Where could they possibly go?
"Are you feeling alright?" Randy asked. Trish looked at him.
"Maybe a nice long car ride will put both of them to sleep," she said, glaring at him. Gently, he placed Avery in her carrier. Then, he slipped on a pair of flip flops and headed downstairs.
"I'm not allowed out this late," Lynsey said, heisitantly. She had never heard Trish scream before and it had startled her.
"You'll be with us. I'm sure it's fine," Trish replied. She noticed that Lynsey got into her booster seat without a problem. She noticed that Lynsey hadn't begun to kick the back of her seat. She then realized she had startled the little girl.
"Where to?" Randy asked. Trish closed her eyes. Where could they go?
"Just drive," she said, trying to be heard over Avery's yowling. Randy placed his foot on the gas pedal and they were off.
Before long, Lynsey dozed off. Avery still cried, but her cries had softened to soft mewing. Trish smiled. She loved the almost silent car.
Randy was amazed. His wife had been right. Driving in the dark of night had lulled the children to sleep. Avery was peaceful. Lynsey was peaceful. She would make an excellent mother. He just knew it.
"Trish, how did you know this would work?" Randy asked, in a soft whisper. She shrugged.
"I had a hunch," she replied. "Hungry?" He shook his head. Then, his stomach rumbled involuntarily. She gazed over to him. "You're not hungry?"
"Okay, I am." he admitted, shaking his head. Trish glanced around. Her eyes fell on a roadside diner.
"Why don't we go there?" she asked. Randy glanced at her.
"Alright," He pulled off the road.
Small diners had character.
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Chapter 4 is complete! Hope you're enjoying this as much as I am. Sorry it's so short. There will be a longer chapter next time. I promise!
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Jen