Princesse Sofia- It's impossible to have boy/girl twins be identical. Boy/Girl twins are fraternal.
Identical twins happen when a fertilized egg splits into two. One egg, one sperm, two babies.
Fraternal twins happen when the mother releases two separate eggs. Two eggs, two sperm, two babies.
And yes, morning sickness can happen at any time, but usually morning. The latest I've ever had it was about 11 a.m.
T. R. Blessing- No. Sorry. No.
Samian- I use a translator app on my phone. For some languages it's about... 85% accurate. I don't speak anyother languages, I can barely speak English cause it's changed so much in the past 20-30 years.
It's Christmas time!
Laura and Jenna amd Lian's first Christmas! Holy shit! Whyam I so happy?
Just thirteen more days until Christmas of 2014! Didn't the Mayan's say we were all gonna die around this time two years ago? Well they were obviously wrong!
Yes. My cheerfulness isdisturbing Wally.
"Jesus Artemis! Calm down!" Jade scoffed, as we walked through the mall with our daughters. "But Jade! It's our first no shitty Christmas ever!" I gushed. "What do you think I should get Wally?" I asked.
"What'd you give him last year?"
"... Sex..."
"Ohh.." "Yeah." I sighed.
What do I get him this year? I can't give him what I got him last year, because that's how we got Jenna and Laura. So... What to do...? Ugh! Maybe I can ask Mary? Or Robin- Dick. I'm still notused to knowing his secret identity.
"Get him a watch or something." Jade sighed.
"What do you want for Christmas?" I asked Wally, as we changed both Jenna and Laura's diapers.
"Nothing really. I know what I'm getting you though. I just hope you like it." He smirked, rebuttoning Laura's onesie, and put her pants back on. "I hope I like it too." I grinned, kissing his cheek.
"... So what is it?" I asked, putting Laura in her crib. "I'm not going to tell you. Then it won't be a surprise!" He cried. "But-"
"Artemis. No. You can wait nine more days." He told me, kissing my lips.
"I love you." He said, leaving.
"I love you too. Now tell me what you're getting me for Christmas!" I yelled, running after him.
I have given up on getting Wally a gift. Seriously, not happening. Everything that I can think of he either won't like, or he already has! Why me, God? Why me!
For Christmas, we ended up getting the girls a bunch of stuffed animals and diapers. Wally said he planned to give me my gift in private, whatever that means.
Around ten, he asks Mary to watch the girls for a few hours. Then he picks me up, and runs off.
"Where are we?" I asked, looking around. "Dunno. Somewhere between L.A. and San Fransico." He shrugged.
Ah, California.
We were standing on a cliff, overlooking a bunch of lights. Judging by the distance, I would say we were about... Ten or so miles away from a major city.
"So why are we here?" I asked, finally turing around to face him.
I gasped.
He was on one knee.
"Will you marry me...?" He asked, a small diamond ring placed between his fingers. All I could do was nod, as I kneeled down at his eye level and kissed him.
We're getting married!
Me and Wally have been looking for apartments to live in. Our requirements are simple; three bedroom, two bath, open spaced, good neighborhood, allows pets, and is under $1,000.
Surprisingly, we're having a lot of luck, more then we thought we would.
We want to be out of Mary's house by summer, because the fall is when me and Wally start college (him at Central State University and me at the tech school in Star City. Thank God for Zeta Tubes!)
So we want to be on our own by then. So far we've looked at four apartments that we can afford. Now we just have to pick one.
"How about this one? The rent is $850, the building has a doorman, there's carpeting for when the girl's are older, and the nearest Zeta Tube is less than half a block away." Wally said, referring to apartment number three.
"I like it. Should we call the landlord to see when we can sign the lease?" I asked. He nodded, grabbing his phone and stepping outside.
I glanced at Laura and Jenna, who were playing in their playpen. I can't believe they're almost six months old now. They've gotten big! And they're hair is so curly. I never thought I'd say this, but I love being a Mom.
Even with all the spit up, dirty diapers, and sleepless nights, Motherhood is still one of the greatest thingsto ever happen in my life.
"Jenna. Laura. I love you." I told them, smiling.
Wally walked back in, a grin on his face. "We sign the lease tomorrow at three." He said, kissing me.
We got the apartment.
Ollie and Dinah said they have a bunch of old furniture in a storage room, so we can pretty much take what we want, instead of scrounging up money, only to barely afford a couch.
All the money from our jobs is going to bills, rent, and diapers. Wally said that, since we probably can't afford it, he'll eat at the Cave or his Mom's house when he's truly starving. Which I don't understand. I'm perfectly capable of cooking him a horrifying amount of food.
And this is Wally we are talking about. Wallace It-Doesn't-Matter-How-It's-Cooked-Cause-I'll-Eat-It-Anyway West. What's wrong with my cooking? I might not be a five star chef like Mary, but I know how to cook stuff and not give someone food poisoning.
"Jeez! How many couches do they have?" Wally cried, as me, him and the rest of the team looked around the storage room. "I've counted nineso far." Zatanna shrugged.
Why was it so hard for us to pick out a couch? We had everything else we needed all packed up in the uHaul! Dinning room table, t.v., coffee table, a bed frame for me and Wally, some chairs, and a bunch of other random junk.
But we can't pick a damn couch? I don't even what to think about what it'll be like planning the wedding!
"Okay, so which couch do you not want?" Wally asked. "I dont want any of the one's with weird patterns or designs. Solid colored couch." I said.
"Okay. That leaves us with... Four or five. We can work with that."
Out of the five couches, me and Wally picked two. A black couch that has three seperate seats, and a cream colored one that sits two.
Both couches are made of leather.
Once everything was packed up, Wally drove the uHaul while everyone else followed him to our new apartment.
"I like how things are set up." Wally said, as I relaxed into his shoulder almost twelve hours later. "Yeah. Me too. I love you." I said, tilting my head up and kissing him. "Love you too." He said, waisting no time in kissing me back.
I feel a little sorry for the girls.
We didn't have time to put their cribs together, so they're sleeping together in the playpen beside our bed.
And if you want to get technical, me and Wally aren't even sleeping in a bed- we're sleeping on a mattress on the floor.
"G'night Arty." He yawned.
"G'night Baywatch."
Wow. This chapter was longer then I thought it would be- by a good 600 words!