Sorry its been a while but my brain has short circuited and I had BAD writes block and a basic disinterest. All JE's I just play with them.
The time flew by so fast. I have a constant contingent of Merry Men coming through the house as they did what they call baby proofing. I swear if I saw one more plug cover or cabinet lock I was going to kill someone. They had bought what they considered the best. In other words I couldn't work anything. I went to plug in a new hair dryer and discover that the plug cover actually covered the whole outlet and needed a hex key in order to be opened. Of course Diesel and Les were both gone so I ended up with frizzy hair the entire day. I was so mad. Then I noticed that went I entered the living room the lights automatically dimmed. Well, apparently Hector thought that my lights were to bright for a baby's eyes so he put sensors in so when I entered the room the lights would dim. Oh and don't forget that the toilet seat automatically lowered and locked. In order to open it you had to hit a button on either side. Try telling that to the two beans jumping on my bladder. These guys were nuts.
The nursery was complete thanks to Ella. Once Ella found out that I was having a gentleman's pair she went crazy. The nurseries were beautiful. Ella was so crafty and she was a true artist. She hand painted murals above each crib with the baby's names. On one side was Pippa Madeline and on the other Michael Phillip. Both were beautiful done with small woodland creatures peeking out in various places. The cribs were identical and the bedding handmade, Pippa's in pink and Mikey's in green. The room was huge and color tones were gorgeous. Hector came in and put two unobtrusive cameras with sound that connected to four hand sets that had a micro monitor and sound on them. In this one instance I was glad that Hector did not think that regular baby monitors were good enough. I could see the babies from anywhere as long as I had a hand set.
As I was approaching delivery things became even worse. Alone time was not allowed. Even in the bathroom I had various Merry Men knocking every fifteen minutes. If this kept up I was going to go insane. I finally confronted Diesel and Lester.
"Guys this isn't working." They both looked at me as if I was insane. They were sitting around the kitchen table mapping out traffic strategies for my trip to the hospital. They had different colors for different times of day and pages of various traffic patterns. These morons had put out traffic counters to monitor the flow.
"You are driving me crazy! All you do is follow me around and plan for the birth. I need some alone time. I need a clear house. I need to be able to take a bath and relax without constant interruption to make sure I am ok. Please send everyone else away for at least forty-eight hours. Guys, do you please understand?"
They were both looking at me before looking at each other and nodded. Lester left the room without saying a word and I heard him yell, "All out" and Diesel turned to me.
"Sunshine we will be alone, well, Lester will probably be in his apartment, for the next forty eight hours. Now what would be the first thing that you would like to do?"
I thought about it before voicing my decision, "First thing I want a two hour UNDISTURBED bath, with just me in the tub with a book and a cold glass of tea."
"I can so make sure that happens. You go get ready and grab a book I will fill the tub and turn down the lights" Diesel said.
So I did, I went to the bedroom, stripped, grabbed the latest Mary Janice Davidson book and sauntered, well as good a woman pregnant with twins could saunter, and headed into the bathroom. By the time I got there my bath was filled and there was an ice cold, sweating, glass of sweet tea sitting on the edge. The bubbles gave off a soothing vanilla scent and as I sank in to the warm water the scent wafted up my muscles involuntarily relaxed.
Diesel lived up to his word and for the next two hours I was undisturbed. When I left the tub I was relaxed and rejuvenated. Diesel was lying on the bed in our bedroom with his hands locked behind his head looking totally relaxed and I felt a little jealous. Here I am carrying the weight of two extra lives and he is relaxing. I tamped the jealousy when I saw that dinner was set up on the balcony. He had provided two of my favorite things, food and the beach and he threw in a little peace and quiet for good measure. The jealousy went away and I felt content. For once in my life I didn't want to move I was at ease just sitting here with the love of my life and the two little, well not so little anymore, beans in my belly.