Thanks to longbca, Poetic Angelica, and Red-rumm for reviewing!
Months were flying by and Liz was enjoying being a mother. I was 7 months pregnant now and Isabel 5 months. I felt so much smaller than I was the first time, and was thankful for it. It would be nice for only one baby crying in the middle of the night, not three babies at three different times!
Micheal was annoying me, 'allowing' me to do less and less and making me rest more than I wanted. I wasn't allowed to work unless it was over the phone because Isabel was on house arrest with Jesse who was too paranoid about it being an alien.
Liz brought over her precious little 5 month old Marie for me to play with today. I called her and told her she needed to save me because Micheal was too much for me to bear alone without killing him.
"She is just the cutest little girl I've ever seen, Lizzie. I can't wait to have mine so they can be best friends, just like us," I smiled as I held the sleeping baby again.
Liz just sat beside me, smiling down at her creation. "Yeah. And Izzy better have a little girl, too. So they all can be friends."
I nodded. "Of course. Or, she could have a boy and they'd still be the best of friends. Just like you, me and Alex were so long ago."
Liz stayed silent for a moment before chuckling. "That could happen and, possibly, he could fall in love with your little girl and-"
"HEY! Let's not marry my baby off already! She's not even born yet!" I joked and we giggled.
The door opened and in ran my three little boys, uncle Kyle in tow. "MAMA!" they yelled, causing the baby to wake up and cry.
I handed Marie to Liz and shushed the boys, taking them into the kitchen where Micheal was sketching at the table. "You boys can't just come in yelling! There is a little baby in there with tiny little ears and yelling hurts her ears!" I scolded.
Brandon and Mikey looked down at their feet, but Nathan gave me a pout. "Mama, we'se sowwy!" he whined and I couldn't help caving in.
I sighed. "Micheal, help me here!" He stood up, coming over to help me into a chair. "I didn't mean into a chair, Micheal, and you know it!"
"Sit down and shut up, Maria," he growled and I did, my mouth hanging open. "I will handle the boys, but I think I've been a good boy today, putting up with all the whining, so please, please be quiet." I huffed and closed my mouth, turning my head so I wasn't looking at him. "Now, boys, mommy's right. Theres a baby in there that doesn't want to hear your yelling, so whenever theres a baby here, you guys have to whisper, okay?"
I turned to see them nodding, smiles on their faces. Then Micheal continued. "Besides, there's gonna be a new baby in the house soon, your little sister, and you are gonna have to be quiet all the time."
"All da time, dada? Dat's a long time!" Mikey whined.
I stood up, ignoring what Micheal was going to say and went to stand beside him, "Mikey, sweetie, it won't be ALL the time, but there's going to be little ears in the house and you can't be yelling all the time, okay?"
"Okay, mama. I'm sowwy," he said and gave me a smile.
I nodded and they went out into the other room. Micheal turned to me and I rolled my eyes, making my way back out into the living room. I sat down next to Liz as she had just calmed the baby down. "I'm really sorry about that, Lizzie."
"Don't worry about it, Maria. They're kids, they didn't know. Besides, I love taking care of my baby when she cries. It feels good knowing that I am the only one besides Max that she calms down for," she said with a grin and I laughed.
"Yeah, that feeling will go away when you're up later tonight and she won't go back to sleep," I winked and leaned back against the couch, closing my eyes. "I've been so tired lately," I stated into the air, hoping Micheal wasn't in the room to question me on it.
"Tired? More than usual?" Liz asked concerned.
I opened my eyes and looked at her. "Well, yeah. I think it's because I haven't been able to sleep lately."
"You haven't been sleeping, Maria? That's not good!" she exclaimed and set the baby down in her carseat, turning to me after. "Why haven't you been sleeping?"
"Well, for one, the baby kicks all the time. I mean, just as I'm about to fall asleep and I think she's asleep, she kicks me and I just keep rubbing my stomach. The other thing is Nathan."
"What about him, Ria?"
"He's been getting a lot of nightmares lately and he's always sleeping with me and Micheal. When he does, Micheal and I don't get sleep because of concern for Nathan and because the boy kicks really hard in his sleep... and he mumbles."
"Well, you've got to do something. Not getting sleep is bad for the baby," Liz said and looked toward her own.
"I know that, Lizzie, but what am I suppose to do when she is a part of the problem?" I said in a harsh whisper.
"Calm down, Maria! You don't want to raise your blood pressure, too!"
I took a deep breath. She was right. I tried to calm myself, but I couldn't seem to get my heart from racing. I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen and knew right away something was wrong. "Lizzie! Something's wrong!"
"MICHEAL!" she screamed and he ran in from the kitchen. I kept taking deep breaths, but nothing was helping.
"Baby, what happened!" Micheal was brushing the hair from my face and trying to get me to look at him.
"Micheal, theres something wrong! It's too soon for it to be labor!" I cried out in pain and he picked me up.
"Liz, stay here with the boys. Call Max and get him to go to the hospital!" he carried me out to the car with ease and I just cried, feeling helpless. There was nothing I could do for my baby. "Just hang in there, Ria. Everything's gonna be fine."
His words were fuzzy. I felt myself being put into the car, seatbelt buckled. The last thing I remember was his voice saying, "Maria!" before I passed out.
Review please!