6 weeks gone, as quickly as I could blink. Neither Arizona and I were ready for her to return to work. The boys were more settled and we had established a routine that meant we didn't wake up as often through the night but the routine was based on the idea that there were two parents, now for a good chunk of the time there would only be one.
My eternal clock woke me up at 4am. I couldn't help but notice that both Cayden and Charlee were still asleep. I looked over to the otherside of the bed to check on Arizona, she lay awake, her eyes locked on the ceiling almost anticipating the cry of either Cayden or Charlee.
"How long have you been awake for?" I croaked quietly.
Arizona rolled onto her side and she looked at me, "Didn't sleep much," she admitted as she took my hand inside hers, her thumb rolling over my skin as in any attempt to be intimate.
I rolled onto my side realising that Arizona wasn't her usual chipper self, "what's wrong?" I whispered.
Arizona leant forward and she kissed me, a long, deep kiss. I tasted salt between my lips, causing my eyes to fall open. Arizona was crying.
"Hey, hey, hey," I said as I raised my hand to her face and swiped away the tears, "Whats wrong?" I asked her as I felt my body shuffle closer to hers.
"I'm just thinking about what the doctor said about Charlee," she whispered as she moved her hand into the palm of my hand in search of consoling.
"Charlee is healthy," I reminded her, "he is happy," I added.
"The kids will be mean to him," she said as tears continued to fall from her eyes.
"Our son is born into an era where he will be more excepted, where medicine is more advanced than ever. You don't have to be scared for him," I said as I leant forward and kissed a tear from her face. I went to pull away but Arizona reached for another kiss, she was craving intimacy. I felt her small body climb on top of mine. I rested my hands on her hips as our lips moved against one anothers, our tongues exploring the interiors of one anothers mouth passionately. I felt Arizona's tears against my face as we kissed, she needed to be close to me, she needed to feel loved and secure and that's all I wanted for her.
I deepened the kiss, showing my level of interest in what we were about to do.
"Are you sure?" Arizona whimpered against my lips.
In response to her question I rolled Arizona over and I looked down on her, my eyes locked on hers with a look of love like never before. This was the mother of my children.
Arizona lay breathless beneath me, the anticipation of my touch was enough to make her monitor her breathing. Arizona slowly raised her arms and I pushed her shirt up over her head, tossing it to the ground to reveal only her panties. She was the most beautiful girl in the world to me.
I leant down and I pecked her lips before moving downwards and pecking her nipple, "oooh gosh," I whispered lustfully against her breast.
Arizona moved her hand through the back of my hair, her head tilted back slightly as she allowed the pleasure from my touch to pulse through her body.
I kissed down Arizona's stomach, resting a final kiss on her pantie line before moving upwards my lips settling on hers while my hand dropped between her thighs.
"Touch me," she moaned softly against my lips.
I slipped my fingers underneath her panties and I ran them upwards. She was already soaking wet. I tore my lips from hers and I just looked down at her, "how have you lasted so long?" I asked her as I trailed my fingers lightly down her entrance.
Arizona bucked her hips forward ever so slightly, her body squirming underneath mine for more. "I…" she stammered.
"You what," I whispered as I leant down and nibbled her ear.
"I masturbated last week," she admitted between quiet moans.
"Mmmm, tell me more," I insisted as I slowly pushed my finger inside her, pulling it out almost immediately.
Arizona arched her back, a whimper escaping her lips as she buried her face in my neck, she was weak to my touch. Arizona was always the last to orgasm out of the two of us, she always required a little extra to get her over the finish line but I could tell by the arch of her back and the beg in her voice that she was only a few swift pumps away from her climax. It was almost like she had done all the work in her head and she just needed the physical touch to make it happen.
"In…. the. In the shower," she moaned as she captured my lips with hers, her tongue slipping beneath my lips eagerly. Arizona took my hand and pushed it further down, hoping to move things along.
I took my hand out of her panties and took her hands, pinning them above her head, my head hanging above hers as she squirmed against me, "Calliope," she groaned.
"Tell me," I repeated.
"I fucked myself in the shower," Arizona said aggressively "I thought about that time when you fucked me in the shower and I pretended it was you," she admitted as she tilted her head up in search for a kiss.
I arched my neck down and I kissed Arizona. Arizona fought against me, her lips eager for more. I dropped one hand, continuing to restrain her hands above her head, as I started removing Arizona's panties. Arizona kicked them off, her leg spreading wide to give me full access.
"Touch me," she begged against my lips.
I dropped her hands and I slowly moved downwards, my face resting between her lips. I took her ass in my hands and I pushed her down into my face, my mouth taking full mouthfuls of her.
Arizona grabbed the pillow from beside her and shoved it over her face, silencing her shrieks of pleasure. I pushed her whole body upwards with my mouth, my hands pulling her back down everytime I did. I felt her body reach a decision, climax now or hold it back. I knew her body was screaming for an orgasm but I pulled away.
"Turn around," I bossed as I flipped Arizona over. I crawled forward, my hand resting on her stomach as I pulled her back into me, both of us on our hands and knees. I kissed her back as I reached under her, my fingers rubbing at her clit as I moved slowly against her. Arizona's body moving perfectly against mine. As the pleasure built we increased our pace, my hand eventually dropping from her pussy to rest against the bed and focus on my thrusting. We moved quickly, sweat forming on her back as she bucked against me. Every movement felt just as real as ordinary sex but despite the lack of a penis it felt 100x better. Arizona collapsed onto the bed and I collapsed on top of her. I continued to move against her, her ass pushing up into me as I bucked my hips up and down.
Arizona buried her head in the mattress as she felt her body reach its climax. I hadn't planned this but I too was about to cum. I felt Arizona's body shake beneath mine, she was done. She kept her ass up so I could keep going until I was finished. I thrusted quickly against her, my hands holding my upper body up as I fucked her from behind. I was close. My body shuddered. I thrusted one more time and the surge of pleasure ran through me, pulsing in my vagina. I fell against her, my head resting on her back, my groin perfectly molded to her ass.
The only sound that filled the room was the sound of our deep breathing, "12 weeks," Arizona said breathlessly.
"Ahhhhing" I grunted unrecognizably.
"12 weeks," Arizona repeated, "since we last had sex," she said.
We lay there quietly for a moment, regaining our strength and savoring the feeling that lingered between our legs. I slowly crawled off Arizona's back, rolling onto my back with my last bit of energy. Arizona cradled herself into my side, her legs slipping between mine as she kissed the my shoulder.
"You're not meant to be having sex," Arizona finally said, her voice returning to normal.
"I didn't plan it," I smirked as I looked down at her. "That ass of yours," I teased as I grabbed her ass in my hand.
"That reminds me," Arizona said as she peered up at me, "You promised me…" Arizona put her hand beneath my shirt and took my breast in her hand.
"I'm full," I admitted.
"The boys like it," Arizona said as she climbed on top of my lap and pushed my shirt upwards. I watched her for a second before finally raising my arms, my shirt coming up over my head then swiftly landing on the floor. "God," she said as she grabbed my breasts in her hands, "they are so big," she said as she looked at me. "Is it weird that I want to suck them while you're producing milk?" Arizona asked curiously.
"I don't want to spoil the mood or anything but both Meredith and Bailey said their husbands wanted too when they were breastfeeding," I said with a small smirk.
"If they weren't so beautiful that definitely would have killed the mood," Arizona responded as she massaged my breasts, her eyes fixated on them like a teenage boy.
I watched her as she watched me, she enjoyed every movement against her hand, her lust for my tit to be inside her mouth growing rapidly. I watched as she dropped her left hand and slowly leant down, her mouth taking my nipple lightly in between her lips as she started to suck. Arizona took her hand and pushed my breast further into her mouth as she sucked my breast, her tongue flicking at my nipple every once and a while to stimulate me. She got her first taste of breast milk in her mouth which made her withdraw. She had only wanted to hold my enlarged breast in her mouth and maybe taste the milk.
"What do you think?" I asked as I ran my hands up her back.
"It's good," Arizona admitted, half surprised. "I'm more of a fan of the boobs though," Arizona admitted as she took them in her hands.
"You're such a boob girl," I laughed as I watched her play with my boobs.
"I love your ass too," she admitted.
"When you see a sexy woman, do you notice ass or boobs?" I asked her.
"Neither, I have a wife," she smirked, her hands still massaging my breasts.
"Well, I notice ass. I'm an ass girl," I admitted.
"Well…." Arizona said. "All my ex girlfriends have been quite heavily chested. I did notice that new intern has a nice set of boobs," Arizona admitted. "You're right, I'm a boob girl," she laughed. "Yours are my favourite though," she added as she leant forward and pushed the boobs against her face before reverting upwards, "definitely a boob girl," she repeated.
"You think that intern has nice boobs?" I asked as I moved my hands down her body and cupped her ass, pushing up upwards for a kiss.
Arizona felt herself propel forward and she kissed my lips playfully, "not nearly as nice as yours," she smirked against my lips.
"Good answer," I answered as I felt Arizona's hands cup my face.
Arizona slipped her tongue into my mouth and we kissed like a couple of high school girls. "Can I take these off?" Arizona murmured against my lips her hands tugging at my underwear.
I nodded furiously against her lips. Arizona raised her body allowing me the chance to remove my underwear. I tossed them aside feeling Arizona's naked body almost immediately rest back on top of me, our lips still battling against one another.
"Ride me," I whispered between kisses, "nice and slow," I instructed, my hands on her thighs as she slowly moved on top of me, her vagina rubbing against mine ever so slightly.
Arizona listened, she moved slowly against me, our vagina's meeting only once every few seconds which made me crave more. I felt her wet pussy slide off mine and sliding back like clock work. I monitored the tempo with my hands, my hands moving with her hips. Just as I was ready to pick up the pace the baby monitor picked up the sound of Cayden crying followed seconds later by Charlee.
"Keep going," I begged as I slowly moved her hips against mine, urging her to move quicker and quicker. "I'm nearly there," I said as I moved her quickly overtop of me, her pussy rubbing quickly against mine, the excess cum between us making the whole thing even more pleasurable. "I'm there," I told her as my body started to shudder despite the crying babies.
"Enjoy that," Arizona whispered as she pecked my lips and rolled off me, grabbing her robe on the way out to check on the boys.
I crossed my legs, tugged at the blankets and rolled onto my side. Why anybody needed a man when the woman's equivalent was just as pleasurable, if not more was beyond me. Sex with men was a mixture of pleasure and pain. Sex with woman was all pleasure and not an ounce of pain.
I listened on the monitor as Arizona changed Cayden, put his dummy in and lay him back down to watch his mobile spin round and round. Cayden was an easy baby, he only cried for three reasons. If we was tired, if he was hungry or if he needed changing. Beyond that Cayden was happy to lie in his bassinet, his eyes fixated on the spinning mobile above him. Charlee was different. Charlee cried because he never slept which meant he was always tired, and unlike Cayden he couldn't like unattended, he needed to be held or needed to see his parents were close by.
Arizona picked up Charlee, changed his nappy and his jumpsuit after he sweated through the other one. There was no use trying to settle him in the bassinet, he was a mama's boy. Arizona double check Cayden who was happily raising his hands up at the mobile, she ran her hand over his forehead, pushing back his small strands of hair before exiting the nursery and heading back to our room.
"How's it going over here?" Arizona asked as she leant down, lying Charlee beside me and kissing my back as she did.
"I'm still feeling it," I admitted, my face squashed against the pillow as my eyes looked at little Charlee who pulled his feet up to his face happily.
"We better not tell the doc," Arizona teased as she removed her robe and slid in behind me, her body cradling mine, her head resting on my shoulder as we watched Charlee play.
"He keeps doing that," I laughed as I watched Charlee wiggle his fingers towards the two of us.
"I think he wants his Mum," Arizona said as she kissed my shoulder.
"Sorry Charlee, all out, Mama drunk it all," I teased earning me a playful slap to the thigh.
"Don't worry little fella, Mama left you some," Arizona said as she ran her fingers up and down my thigh lovingly.
I pulled Charlee closer to me, leaning over slightly so he could reach for my breast. Charlee reached out and tried to grab them with closed fists before he finally found the nipple with his mouth and immediately started suckling.
"He is so funny with his little hands," Arizona noted, "he looks like a little fighter," she added as we both watched him in amazement.
"Mum, Mama," Sofia said quietly as she appeared in the doorway of our bedroom.
Arizona tucked the blanket fully around her, to ensure they were both covered fully before she glanced back to their daughter who appeared upset.
"I accidentally wet the bed," she said. Sofia had been toilet trained since she was 2 ½ years old but because of how deep of sleeper she was, once in a blue moon she wouldn't wake up to go to the toilet. When Sofia was 6 we took her to the doctor to see if it was something more serious but the doctor had informed us she would grow out of it.
"Go jump in the shower sweetheart, Mama will be there in a second," Arizona said as she watched the girl walk off, her pants soaked all the way through.
"That's the second time this month," I reminded Arizona.
"I know," Arizona mumbled as she climbed out bed and quickly wrapped herself in her robe before exiting the bedroom and following Sofia into the bathroom.
"Take your clothes off Sof," Arizona said to her as she switched the shower on. "Did you have water before you went to bed?" she questioned as Sofia pulled her shirt over her head and slipped out of her pj pants.
"I was thirsty," Sofia mumbled.
"Well no more water before bed. You're nearly 8," Arizona reminded her as she climbed into the shower. "I'll go sort your bed out," Arizona said before heading into the bedroom and examining the damage to the bed. It had gone all the way through. Arizona sighed quietly to myself before removing all the blankets from the bed including the duvet cover, pillowcase covers and mattress protector. If it hadn't been for the mattress protector the whole bed would likely have been soaked.
Arizona carried the dirty laundry into the washhouse, stuffing it into the washing machine and distributing its weight around the sides. Arizona covered the washing in washing powder and switched it to on. Instead of putting fresh bed sheets on immediately she decided it would be better if it aired out for a bit.
"Sof, don't forget to use soap," Arizona said as she popped her head into the bathroom to check on her.
"I am Mama," she said as she scrubbed her body down with soap. "When you've dried yourself and changed, come and get me and I'll make you some breakfast," Arizona informed her before hurrying back through to the bedroom.
"I need to jump in the shower," Arizona said as she walked into the bedroom and switched on the shower.
It had been a nice morning for Arizona and I but now the reality of Arizona having to go to work and Sofia having to go to school turned things into the normal, hectic morning we were used to.
"I'll get breakfast sorted," I said as I climbed out of bed, wrapped myself in my robe. As soon as I stepped away from the bed Charlee started to cry. I returned to the bed and I picked the wee infant up.
"Do you want me to shower him?" Arizona asked me, her voice starting to fill with the normal rush of the morning.
"I'll bath them both later," I responded as I made my way through to the lounge.
"Sof, when you're done there, come and play with your brother," I called as I lay Charlee down on his play mat, placing his baby toys around him in attempt to occupy him but as soon as he was put down he cried. I headed down to the nursery and in his bassinet Cayden lay making happy noises as he watched his mobile spin round and round, 'good morning Cayden," I cooed as I picked him up and placed a bunch of small kisses to his face, "did you have a good sleep?" I asked the infant rhetorically as I carried him out into the lounge and lay him beside his brother hoping to soothe the crying boy.
Arizona and I had talked to mothers of children that were also quite clingy and 9 out of 10 of them had opted to let their child cry sometimes. We paired up personal experience with a few research papers and had decided that we were okay with him crying if he was in the company of his brother, or we were in the same room. It wasn't viable for us to hold him all the time.
I started preparing cereal for Sofia while I organised a bagel and some cream cheese for Arizona. She wasn't a big breakfast eater but always had something small after trying to drill into Sofia how important breakfast was for her.
Sofia came out of her room dressed in her school uniform, with a hairbrush in her hand.
"Mum can you do my hair?" she asked.
"Sit up and eat your breakfast and I'll do it while you eat, Mama has to go into work early so you will go in with her and she will drop you at school," I explained to her as I watched the small girl climb up onto the stool and start eating her breakfast. I brushed her hair, quickly but gently. I pulled her hair back and started moving strands of hair into a french braid, "Have you done all your homework?" I asked her as I neared the end of her hair.
"Just have some spelling words I need to do," she said between mouthfuls.
"Well you go find Uncle Alex at the hospital and make him do them with you," I said as I put a hair tie on the end of her hair just as Arizona walked in, her hair wet and her fresh scrubs lighting up her blue eyes.
"Hey, what time was that appointment again? Arizona asked as she grabbed the bagel and bit into it.
"Not till 1:30. Then we have Sofia's parent night," I reminded her.
Arizona shook her head, "I can't be there babe, I have surgery on the Migloclin kid," she said as she frantically moved around the kitchen while eating.
"You've known about it for ages, I can't go alone with the boys," I whined as I watched her gather her stuff together.
"It's my first day back babe, there are kids that have been waiting for me to get back. I can't reschedule. Put the boys into the hospital daycare for a couple of hours," Arizona suggested as she took another bite of her bagel.
"They are 6 weeks old," I said sternly, slightly annoyed that she had even considered it.
"I don't know what to tell you sweetheart, I can't do a 7 hour shift on my first day back. That's like 1 surgery," she muttered. "Sof, are you finished?" Arizona asked in a hurry.
"Yup," she said as she scooped the last mouthful of cereal into her mouth.
"Go brush your teeth and grab your school bag," Arizona followed up by saying.
Sofia climbed down from her stool and ran off. "Can you pick him up? His crying is doing my head in," Arizona begged as she kissed my cheek.
"Will you at least be at our check up?" I asked her, a slight annoyance in my tone.
"I'll try," she promised.
I walked over to the lounge and I picked Charlee up, his crying ceasing almost immediately after being picked up. I rested him up against my hip, my hand holding his whole body against mine as I leant down to pick up Cayden.
"SOFIA," Arizona yelled down the hall holding the small girls lunchbox.
Sofia ran down the hallway, her backpack in her hand. Arizona put the lunchbox inside and zipped it up before slipping it onto her back, "give your mum a kiss," she said as she headed for the door.
"Bye mum," Sofia said as she got up on her tiptoes and pecked my lips. "Bye Charlee," she cooed as she gave him a kiss, "Bye Cayden," she added kissing his cheek too.
"I'll text you," Arizona promised as she leant forward and kissed my lips, "I love you," she said sincerely before kissing both her boys and exiting the house in a flash.
I looked down at the boys, "just us now," I said to them both.
The morning was crazy busy. I bathed both boys, fed them, changed their diapers four times, put on washing, folded washing, started preparing dinner, put fresh sheets on Sofia's bed, soothed Charlee back to sleep on three different occasions and Cayden only the once all before 12:30.
I slowly started pottering around the house gathering all the things I thought I might need for the first outing alone with the boys. I stuffed their diaper bag fill, because you couldn't be too careful, and I carried it out to the car, making sure the stroller and the car seats were all fastened in. I headed through to the nursery where both the boys slept, I didn't want to wake them but I knew there wasn't much way around it. I picked up Cayden first, his eyes still shut as I swaddled him in my arms all the way out to the car. I placed him lightly into his car seat but obviously not lightly enough because the young infant started crying.
"Shhhhh," I said over and over again in hope to calm him down. I slowly buckled him in and I turned his mobile around so that it hung above his head. Cayden's eyes shot up and his cry started to fade, his hands attempting to reach for the mobile but his muscles not giving him the chance.
I headed back to the nursery, gathering Charlee in my arms who startled himself awake almost immediately, his cries louder and more prominent than his older brothers. I brought Charlee up to my face and I placed a few quick kisses to his little face, "you're alright Mr Charlee," I whispered before lowering him against my body.
On my way back out to the car for the final time I looked around, double checking I had everything I needed. There was bound to be something I'd forget. I grabbed my handbag off the bench, took my keys from the key bowl, locked up the house and settled Charlee into his carseat. One thing that did settle Charlee was a car trip. Arizona had started driving Charlee around the block at night time just to settle him. It wasn't ideal but it was far easier than the alternative.
When I arrived at the hospital I settled both boys into the stroller and I headed upstairs to the pediatrics ward where I hoped to find Arizona. I still had half an hour before mine and the boys appointment but I had decided so many people would want to see the boys that it would give us a bit of a buffer.
"Hey, Jackie," I said as I strolled up to the nurses desk, "Is Arizona free?" I asked her curiously, my eyes darting down to check on both boys. Cayden was silently taking in his surroundings while Charlee had passed out from the car trip.
"Let me check," she said with a smile as she started clicking through her computer, "just gone in on a heart transplant," she said simply. That meant she was going to miss the appointment.
"Thanks," I said politely as I continued down the hall. I figured I would go down and see the crew before heading up to my appointment.
"Oooo they are just so stinkin cute," Bailey cooed as she spotted us walking into the attendings lounge.
"They are aren't they," I admitted as I pulled back the visor on the push chair so I could see Cayden's reactions to all the new faces. "You can take Cayden out, he isn't due for a sleep for another couple of hours," I informed her.
Bailey happily unplugged the small infant and pulled him up into her arms, snuggling him close to her face as she talked baby talk to him which made Cayden break into smiles.
"How are things going with his arrhythmia?" Bailey asked curiously.
"We are treating it with medication right now, monitoring it and if it gets worse then we might consider surgery," I explained to her.
"Not you, you're so little," she cooed at Cayden before placing a bunch of kisses to his cheek. "He is so social," Bailey noted as she rocked him against her body.
"Loves people but equally loves being by himself. Total rockstar this kid. Sleeps through the night mostly. Charlee is the hard one" I admitted as I glanced down at the peaceful looking child. "Charlee doesn't sleep very well, he doesn't like to be alone and he gets a bit testy with strangers," I explained.
"Sounds likes me," Bailey laughed as she placed one last kiss to Cayden's cheek before fitting him back into the stroller.
"Could you watch them for a second? I just wanted to drop in on Arizona," I asked.
"Of course, go," she shooed me, a smile spreading over her face as she took control of the stroller.
"Thanks Chief," I muttered as I exited the room and headed towards the OR. I glanced up at the board, my eyes settling on the name DR ROBBINS; OR3 it said. I walked into the scrub room of OR3, grabbing a surgical mask and entering the main OR.
"Dr Robbins," a intern said
"Dr Malik, if you don't practice, if you don't do your homework then I'm not going to answer questions for you," Arizona said sternly as she continued to work.
"No Dr Robbins, Dr Torres is here," he said nodding in my direction.
"Calliope," Arizona said glancing over her shoulder to get a glimpse of me. "You're here early," she stated.
"Its 10 past 1," I informed her.
"Oh crap is it?" she muttered aimlessly her hands still busy at work. "What time is our appointment again?"
"1:30. You're already missing Sofia's parent meeting, would be nice if you didn't miss our 6 week check up," I said, knowing full well she was about to let me down.
"Cal, I didn't expect this heart to come up. We only have a small window," she said simply, her voice fill of a lot less enthusiasm than it was when I first walked in.
I wanted to say a few choice words, ask her if this is what things were going to be like but I decided it was all things we should talk about in the comfort of our own home so instead I just left, the door sliding shut behind me and letting Arizona know I was gone.
I grabbed the boys from Bailey and I headed up to the maternity ward where my appointment was. There was an appointment to make sure I was healing okay and to officially clear me for work. The boys were getting check ups of their own. Cayden was having his tiny heart checked and both boys were having their normal 6 week checkup. I had asked the doctor to check Charlee and see if there was any reason he didn't sleep much but she informed me that some babies were just like that.
"Is Dr Robbins joining us?" Dr Abshaw asked me, her hands resting my feet into the stirrups as she got ready to examine me.
"No, she is in surgery. First day back," I informed her as I watched her glove her hands. "How long will the boys tests take?" I asked curiously, my worry starting to kick in. I hated being away from them.
"They shouldn't be more than half an hour, we have a doctor for each of the boys so it shouldn't take too long," she said as she spread my knees apart and looked at me. "I'm just going to have a looksie around, let me know if anything hurts when I push on it," she said as she started pushing her fingers around the outer parts of my entrance.
"Definitely no pain," I said, referencing the sex Arizona and I had earlier that morning.
"What about problems going toilet?" she asked me.
"For the first week or two it was a bit tender but it was all pretty good after that," I explained to her as I felt her fingers fall from my entrance and reach for the speculum on her tray.
"Well you do look fine, the small tear that we stitched up has repaired fully," she said proudly as she pushed the speculum inside of me so that she could have a proper look. "Have you got your sex drive back yet?" she asked me as she shone a light inside me, checking everything looked okay.
"Oh yup!" I said guiltily.
Dr Abshaw retreated from between my legs, placed the speculum on the cart and removed her gloves, replacing them seconds later for fresh gloves so she could examine my surgical scar. "Well you are cleared to have sex," she stated in passing as she pulled my shirt up and pushed along the side of the well healed surgical mark.
"Arizona made me rub this ointment on it every night," I explained.
"Well that would explain why it looks so good. Perks of being a doctor and dating a doctor," she laughed softly.
I tried to ignore her comment about dating. I was sure she meant nothing by it.
"Well Dr Torres, it has been a pleasure being your doctor but you are officially fit and ready to return to your normal duties, including work whenever you decide to return," she said as she signed a piece of paper at the end of my chart and handed it over for me to sign too; it was standard procedure.
I waited around for the boys to be returned, they both returned screaming their lungs out which I half expected.
"They did awesomely," the doctor said as she looked down at the boys who shared a twin cot. "Cayden's heart rate hasn't increased or decreased. We would like to see it come down but the fact it hasn't gone up is good. We will keep monitoring him, and keep him on his course of antibiotics. Charlee is awesome, he is surprisingly healthy for a DS baby. You should be happy Dr Torres," she said with a smile spread across her face.
"Thank you Dr Langly," I said.
"No problem, put a good word in with your wife and I'll call it even," she teased.
"If she comes home, i'll be sure to tell her that," I half mumbled as I watched the young doctor walk off. I searched my bag for the boys pacifiers and I plugged their mouths each with one. Charlee persevered and continued to cry while Cayden slowly yet surely quietened down.
We didn't leave the hospital to 2:30, arriving at Sofia's school just shy of 3 o clock. Most of the parents were already there, there young children in toe.
"Callie," Marsha called as she arrived at my car just as I was pulling the stroller out of the back. "How are the boys?" she asked kindly.
"Busy," I laughed. "But good," I added.
"I can imagine. How long until you return to work?" she asked me curiously.
"I'm meant to be returning for part time work in 6 weeks but the boys are a handful and I can't imagine putting them into daycare yet so I guess I'm just going to see how things go," I admitted. This wasn't something Arizona and I had talked about. We had talked about it all before the boys were born but things were far more hectic than I had ever anticipated and neither one of us expected to have one boy that hated pretty much everybody.
"I can help you, if you'd like," Marsha said politely as she pottered towards the back of the car.
"Oh please do," I said with a smile. Everybody loved newborns and were more than happy to have a snuggle. I thought it was only good for the boys to experience as many people as they could, especially for Charlee.
Marsha opened the door and looked down at Charlee who was fast asleep from the car ride. Marsha unbuckled the little boy and picked him up against her chest, "he is asleep," she whispered as she approached the stroller.
"Only time he does sleep is in the car," I remarked as Marsha successfully placed him into the stroller without waking him.
I returned a few seconds later holding Cayden who had also drifted off to sleep, his pacifier still firmly in his mouth. I lowered him into the stroller and strapped him in before grabbing the diaper bag and putting it beneath the stroller.
"They are beautiful," Marsha remarked, "Your wife must be ecstatic," she commented as I locked the car up.
"She is," I said with a smile, "she loved being home for the first 6 weeks but I think she was going a bit stir crazy. We were going stir crazy," I admitted.
"I generally don't believe we were made to spend so much time with our spouses. My husband spent time at home when Lucy was born and we fought the entire time. He ended up going back early just to save our marriage," she laughed as we walked towards the front of the school.
"Did you struggle when he went back to work?" I asked curiously.
"I did the first week, I was tired, angry because I felt like he got up, left the house and dumped everything else on me but it gets easier," she stated. "I could imagine it's only worse with two," she said, almost questioning me.
"It's hard when you've got one little boy who is an absolute clinger. Charlee barely sleeps and when he isn't sleeping he pretty much needs to be held or he cries. He is getting better and it's great when Sof and Arizona are home because he loves them but when it's just me it's hard to get things done," I admitted.
"Oooh I've got a bounce pad," Marsha said excitedly. "Lucy was a bit like that but she loved this bounce pad. It's like a hammock that sits them upright and bounces them. Maybe sitting upright and seeing you in the distance would make him feel better," she suggested as we walked into the corridor of the girls school.
"It's worth a try, anything is worth a try at this point," I laughed as we rounded the corner appearing outside our girls classroom.
The parents meeting was relatively straight forward. We talked about an upcoming class trip, some fundraising ideas and the theme of the term which was centered around natural phenomenons such as volcanoes, earthquakes and hurricanes. It seemed only fitting considering all the natural disasters occuring around the world.
After the meeting we all went home. Sof played with the boys, their giggles filling the lounge as I prepared dinner. I only hoped Arizona was going to make it home. A night alone with the boys seemed unbearable after the day I had just had.