Bianca POV~
I got up off the floor to head to the hallway bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. I did a quick brush on my teeth while the water got warmer to splash my face with. I check my face to make sure I had no bruises are black spots forming on my face. Not seeing any I pin my hair back so that I could make a simple breakfast for the ten babies and myself.
Heading back into the living room area I notice some of the babies started to crawl around looking at different stuff. One of the babies with brown hair and brown eyes crawled to my phone playing with it. I didn't really mind, in fact, I hope he brakes it I need a new phone.
I head into the kitchen while looking into the fridge to look for something easy to make that the babies can eat. I thought about making eggs, but I don't know if any of them are allergic or not. And I so don't want to deal with that this morning. Maybe oatmeal, it's filling and good as long as they don't have a gluten sensitivity.
"Yea, let's go with oatmeal for now. I will just monitor if any of them have any stomach problems."
I looked in my cabinets for the oatmeal. I had only quick oats so I added a small amount of milk and water along with butter, sugar, and salt for taste. I placed it in small bowls and place them in the fridge to get cool while I gather the babies.
As I walked back to the living room I saw two of the babies sleeping by each other. One boy with white and black hair and one girl with reddish brown color hair sleeping close together. They were so cute that I wish I had my camera out, but that will have to wait. Looking around for the other babies I notice two were together sitting quietly waiting for me to come to them so I walked to them. I picked both of them up to feed them first cause there was no way I was able to feed all ten babies at once.
"I'm totally not supermom... wait did I just say, supermom?"
I stopped in my tracks to think about what I just said. Supermom really! When did I agree to have, let along keep all these babies? I decided to place that discussion in the back of my mind for now. I continue to walk towards the two infants to feed them first. When I was close enough to pick them up I took notice of their appears. Okay, mental notes start now.
Subject: Two male boys
Age: 6-7 months old
Weight (Wt): both roughly 17-18 pounds (7.71-8.16 Kg)
Race: both Caucasian
Male 1: Blond hair and blue eyes. Wearing a costume that looks like the American flag. *odd
Male 2: Dark dusty brown hair and dark blue eyes. Wearing a black t-shirt and black paints.
Injuries: visually none. *until removal of clothing will remain incomplete.
'Both infants are well groomed and clean. No signs of abuse so far. Very quiet for 6-7-month-olds.'
Assessment incomplete without more data. Ending Notes.
I did my assessments of the first two babies while I was feeding them their breakfast. They were very well behaved for babies and it wasn't a big clean up for them. I pick them back up off the table after I gave them some water to wash down the oatmeal. Heading back to the living room to get two more babies or maybe three to feed.
"Hmm, it might go faster if I just bring the food in here." Let just hope they can take turns when I feed them. I might regret this later.
