July 20th... 9:11 am...
Dan and Serena's wedding was already perfect, and it hadn't even started yet.
Serena's dress was ravishing, gold and white, shiny and gorgeous.
The bridesmaids wore shimmery gold dresses. I was a bridesmaid, along with Blair, Lily and Vanessa. Cece was the matron of honor, and she had a different dress than the rest of us.
The groomsmen were Nate, Chuck and Eric. Dad was the best man.
Tianna got chosen as the flower girl, which I got to assist her with. Her little white dress had gold flowers all over the frilly skirt, and was made by me, as was Kalika's little dress.
The wedding started at 10 am.
At first, the music began to play, Dan stood at the altar beside Brent and everyone else started to walk up the aisle.
First, Vanessa and Nate walked up, Alison in front of them.
Then Lily.
Chuck respectfully escorted Cece.
Eric and I walked up, Kalika in his arms and Tianna in front of me. I helped her scatter the flower petals.
Dad took Serena up to Dan before taking his place.
Their vows were spoken, promises were made, and names were changed.
My brother was finally married to his dream girl. Serena was officially my sister-in-law.
The reception began shortly after.
Once Kalika fell asleep, and Chuck was dancing with Tianna and Alison, Eric and I got a chance to slow dance for the first time in forever.
"I almost forgot what it feels like to be this close to you." I admitted.
"What do you mean? We sleep in the same bed."
"Obviously, but then we're sleeping, not touching each other, or holding an embrace. When we're sleeping, we can't do this." I kissed him with passion and love. He kissed back, pulling me a little closer. We continued to kiss sweetly, swaying to the music and enjoying the time together.
That night...
We'd all went home, and went to bed. At least that's what I thought. Kalika had woken me up needing to be fed, so I fed her. On my way back to the bedroom, I noticed Chuck sitting in the living room.
"Is everything ok?" I asked as I walked over to him.
"Yeah, I'm just having a hard time sleeping."
"Is something bothering you?"
"No, life is actually peaceful for once."
"You just can't sleep?"
"No."
"This is a bit of an awkward question, but when was the last time you- you know?"
"Last time I what? There's a lot of things that could go at the end of your sentence."
"When was the last time you- had an- um- when was the last time you had an orgasm?" I stumbled on the awkwardness of the question.
"What does that have to do with the matter?"
"It releases hormones that make you tired."
"Oh yeah. I forgot. Sorry."
"You've been drinking, haven't you?"
"A bit. But why'd you bring up orgasms?"
"If you had one, maybe you could sleep easier."
"Are you saying I should fap off?" Chuck asked, amused.
"It was just a suggestion, but if you want to, go ahead." I began walking back to the bedroom.
July 25... Monday...
Chuck had went back to his place a couple days after Dan and Serena's wedding. I'd stopped bleeding from Kalika. My incision was healing well. Eric, Tianna, Kalika and I had gotten into a routine of sleep and feeding, bathing, snuggling, playing, teaching and laughing.
Eric and I were both extremely tired from having two little ones, but it was fun and our little family was immensely happy.
July 30... Saturday...
I'd just gotten back from my one-month-postpartum checkup. Everything healed well, a bit fast actually, and if we felt like it, Eric and I had doctor's permission to continue having sex, as long as we started off gently.
We hadn't planned on doing it right away, but things change. The babies were asleep and the house was quiet, so we were using the time to cuddle, and that's all we actually planned at first. It escalated to kissing, and it only went from there.
At first, when he entered me, it was a little weird feeling, after not having intercourse in 11 months, but I got used to it again within moments.
Once I was adjusted, everything we did felt so good, better than it ever had before.
We finished shortly before Kalika woke up needing to be fed.
Later that night, Tianna finally learned to say mother, or rather in her words "mom-mom".
August 11... Thursday...
I'd just got back from a meeting with Eleanor at the atelier. I would be ending my maternity leave and going to work again on Monday. Also, we discussed our business trip coming up. I would have to leave Kalika, Tianna and Eric for a couple days, but Chuck was going to take Tianna so Eric could only worry about our baby.
The trip. We were going to Los Angeles, California, so it wasn't as far as Paris. At least it was in the same country. We were leaving on August 16th, and returning on the 22nd. Technically, that's when I would be there. Eleanor was leaving on the 12th and coming back the day after me. Of course, it was for a fashion show.
When I had to board my flight, I didn't want to leave my family, but at least it was only for six days, when it could've been much more.
Eric and I were starting to fall into a sex-pattern, making love every two or three days, with protection. Now the trip would jumble it up. Oh well. The work had to be done.
Arriving in L.A was like going into a heat vent. It was way hotter than New York! The time difference wasn't really helpful either, but it was still undeniably beautiful.
The days I spent there were pure work, no fun, and being away from my family wasn't so great. I still managed to enjoy it.
Our fashion show was a huge sucess, score!
I felt as hyper as a two year old on the way back to New York, to my family.