Everything was packed and the Nonnatus crew came to help move the Noakes and Turners into their new home. Chummy and Shelagh were banned from helping and were sent out for the day. The first stop was in the paint shop, they needed paint for the kitchen, bedrooms and nurseries. The guest bedrooms and the bathrooms had already been painted to perfection and set up. They bought six gallons of paint in a range of coordinating colours, the shop man was nice enough to have them sent to the new house free of charge. They were now off to get wool for knitting and then to the shops for groceries.
"My what a day this has been!" Shelagh said, as the girls pushed their prams back to the new house.
"Yes, my feet are killing me and I'm sure yours are too!" Chummy said, as he walked almost wincing.
"Tea and Knitting is in store for us tonight then. Fish-n-Chips for dinner?" Shelagh asked.
"Positively perfect sis." Chummy added.
The two of them not having siblings other than brothers were so close and becoming each others sister was just perfect to them. They introduced each other as sister and loved every moment they were together.
They had decorated and made one of the rooms into a playroom for the children adding two rocking chairs and two floor cots so they could sit in front of the picture window together whenever they wanted. The window went from ceiling to floor and had a marvelous view of the huge garden they had, they also had an orange tree and an apple tree and the flowers that bloomed were everywhere.
They came home to find the house decorated and beautiful, they decided to start the men in the painting and by the end of the day the nurseries were painted, the cribs too. Everything was ready for them to set up and decorate. Shelagh and Patrick decided to take the upstairs and Chummy and Peter were on the lower level of the house.
The Turners painted their nursery in a pale blue with yellow flowers, and The Noakes painted theirs in a soft yellow with blue flowers.
Later that night, no one was home, but Shelagh and Chummy, Chummy heard Shelagh crying and set off upstairs to find her. She was leaning over one of the cribs straightening the blanket she had made.
"You okay, old thing?" Chummy asked, almost whispering so she didn't frighten her.
Shelagh turned around and wiped her tears away. "Yes, I haven't got any sleep for days and I fear that my hormones are going to keep me in a state of upset." She said, frowning.
"It's okay, why don't we get a cup of tea and wait downstairs for Cynthia and Sister Julienne?" She suggested.
"Okay." Shelagh said, stopping to clean her face from the smudged make up.
Chummy poured four cups of tea and sat them at the table as Shelagh went to open the door.
"So how are you settling in? All is well, I hope?" Sister Julienne asked.
"Everything is perfect! Would you like to see the nurseries mum?" Shelagh asked.
"Absolutely!" The Sister said, beaming with joy.
The four of them walked upstairs to the Turner nursery. "It's amazing, My darling Shelagh did you do this?" Julienne asked. "Well, sorta, Chummy and I decorated them together." Shelagh replied. "And what about the Noakes nursery?" Sister gestured to the door.
They walked downstairs to the other nursery the two were once again in awe. "Chummy it's beautiful!" Cynthia said, walking around looking at details. "I love how simple they are and how you reversed them!" Sister Julienne exclaimed. "We have one other room too." Shelagh said, as she and Chummy guided them to their room.
"This is our room, it looks out over the garden and the children can play too." Chummy said, as she held Shelagh's hand.
"You two really outdid yourselves!" Cynthia said, with a slight bit of jealousy.
"Right then Chummy if you show Cynthia to your room, she can get on with her work, as I will do the same with you Shelagh." The Sister said, not wanting to waste time.
"Shelagh you are right on the dot thirty-eight weeks and both babies' heartbeats are splendid!"
"Thank goodness! I've been worrying, when I had Angela I was weak and felt sick."
"My dear girl, everything is in the Lords hands and it will be fine."
"I know sister, the morning sickness has hit Chummy and I both this month." Shelagh said, not feeling the best.
"This too shall pass, now up you go." She said helping her to her feet.
"Everything seems fine Chummy, but I demand that you put your feet up for at least two hours every day! No buts or else you can deal with me!"
"Yes Ma'am" She snorted, trying not to laugh.
"Thirty-eight weeks on the dot, Heartbeat is well and everything is tip top."
"As much as one can be, It's like monkey see monkey do around here. Morning sickness has consumed us both… Again." Chummy said, not wanting to think about the horrible thing.
"Try crackers and Ice cold water, It should help."
"I am a midwife you know!" Chummy replied, laughing.
The two went to the kitchen to join the others, the rest of the crew was waiting for them too.
"Let me guess, you got the two hours of rest. Right?" Shelagh said, looking at Sister Julienne.
"Yes, and a threat!" Chummy replied laughing.
Peter saw the ladies out while Shelagh and Chummy made dinner, they ended their night with tea by the fireplace. It was one of those rare chilly summer nights in Popular, and neither women would have much to do with it, as they both hated the cold equally.