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I felt a pang of guilt for her. "Aw, I'm sorry. I gotta go to school but I really hope you feel better. Try squeezing your wrist, that helps." "Wait, sweetie, don't forget your lunch!" Mom called out the door. I ran back and grabbed it. I gave her a quick hug, then waved and smiled as I walked towards the bus. For my Halloween costume I was a 50's girl, complete with the poodle skirt and tight black shirt with a purple bandanna around my neck. When I returned home from school, Dad was furiously raking leaves. "Hi, Dad!" I called to him. I scanned my grades for the first semester; A, A-, B+, A, B. I instantly felt weightless. My grades were so good now! Suddenly, dad grabbed my arm and pulled me into the house. I pulled my arm away with force as we stepped inside. I rubbed my arm. "Ouch, dad, what's the big deal??" I glared at him. "I'm so sorry, Penny, but...follow me!" He told me. I followed him to my parent's new, renovated bedroom (Dad's a contractor and he always goes renovation crazy when he's stressed). I looked at mom sleeping peacefully. "So? She's tired. I mean, she IS pregnant." Dad slowly smiled. "Not anymore..." He told me. I almost screamed. My heart skipped a beat. Dad put his index finger to his lips and grinned. He gestured for my to follow him to the living room.
"I'll explain what happened." Dad told me. I listened carefully. "Okay." (flash back...I tried to picture what happened while I was gone at school.) Dad started off, "Your mother wasn't feeling well, so she rested on the couch and then came back to clean up the breakfast plates. I was so tired from painting and laying the floors down in the nursery, I had fallen asleep." "Suddenly," He continued, "I heard a plate crash and break onto the floor. I raced in the room to find your mom, moaning." "So, I raced in and your mom told me, 'Oh, I think I might faint...'" Dad told me. "I tried to stay calm, but I was totally panicking! Your mother was going to pass out just about, so I quickly held her and laid her very gently on the floor. I swept the glass up rapidly. I grabbed ten towels from the linen closet, two pillows, and a wet washcloth. By now, she wasn't going to make it to the hospital, but I called them anyway. I spread out the towels so they covered a large area of the dining room. I guess I could've moved her to our bed, but I was just too frantic. I propped her head and back up with a few more pillows and held her hand." Dad took and deep breath, "So, before I knew it, the ambulance had arrived, but your mother was already a quarter into giving birth. 'Step back' they told me firmly, so I could not watch the birth. Good thing, because I would have fainted. After an hour, your mom handed me a beautiful, bright, brown eyed baby girl. The paramedics stood by just in case your mom needed anything else. As I was cradling the baby, she yelled 'Oh, God, another one! Another baby!' " "The doctors took over and delivered the second baby girl. She was just as beautiful as the first, because they were twins! Only a few minutes apart, too. The nurses filled out two birth certificates. Your mom held up the baby, handed it to me, and passed out. Of course, I was worried, but the doctors told me she'd be fine, she was just exhausted! And that's why she's been asleep for a while." Dad finished. "That's quite a story, Dad!" I told him after he was done. "Can we see my little sisters now??" I said eagerly. Dad chuckled and wiped the sweat off his head. "Sure."
The nursery was gorgeous. Dad really did a good job. It was divided into two sections, a half wall and baby gate separating the play area from the changing and nap area. There were plenty of toys the babies would be able to play with when they grew older. "Here they are." Dad beamed at the little girls in the matching cribs. I was feeling so...indescribable. I felt excited, happy, nervous, and just, I don't know. That feeling where it's like you're the only person on Earth. I held my first baby sister, Stephanie. I cradled her and she fell asleep in my arms. I carefully placed the delicate baby back into her crib and kissed the top of the sweet smelling head. "I love you, Stephanie." Dad handed me Stephanie's twin sister, Sophia. I glanced down at the sleepy brown eyes and the very small crop of hair on her tiny head. Sophia's teeny weeny hands curled up and tried to grab my neck, but was far too weak and fragile. How could it have been possible for me to have been like this at once? Just so innocent and new. I held her neck carefully and kissed her cheek.
"I love you, little Sophia." I told her. And then, something happened. My throat tightened. My knees felt a little weak, and my face felt warm. My eyes blurred up with tears, and for once, I was crying...only this time, the tears were...
My Messed Up Life Part 4
Oct 25, 2009 by Bubbles1034
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