Yep. That’s me in front of the mirror again. What I can’t figure out is how my waist continues to grow, but my chest doesn’t. I mean, I thought I’d at least have a chance of having boobs while I was pregnant!
Putting a hand over my stomach, I sighed. I felt so much like time was flying faster then I could keep up. The baby was going to be here before I knew it. But instead of doing the things I needed to do, here I was again, scrutinizing my expanding waistline.
I’m not sure what I was worried about. Everything is going just fine with the pregnancy. All of my appointments with Dr. Sommers have gone really well and he doesn’t see anything that might be a problem. Liev and I have decided that we don’t want to know whether we’re having a boy or a girl. Or should I say, Liev mostly decided that? I’ve mentioned before that I don’t like surprises, good or bad, and this is no different. But when it comes right down to it, this seemed pretty important to him. So there you have it. We’re going to be surprised.
Looking back into the mirror, I took a step back in wonder, almost unable to comprehend that there was a life inside of me. What would this child look like? What would he or she become? I hoped I’d be a good mother. There was no question in my mind that Liev would be a good father.
Speaking of Liev, he’d been nearby, repairing our treadmill while I was thinking about all of this. When I turned to have another glance at my ever growing butt, he came over and put his arms around me. Even as huge as I was getting, he still fit against me just right.
“You’re just as beautiful as ever,” he breathed into my ear.
How was it possible that he always seemed to know what I was thinking? I love this man so much, Journal.I may have said that a time or two before also, but I just can’t say it enough.
Did I mention that at work, he’d been taking on less assignments as a Private Investigator in order to be home and help me with Tia and Grace? He really gets how taxing this all is.
The girls are just as demanding now as they were when they arrived but now I have it figured out better as to what to do when and what the different cries mean. I can finally anticipate what they’ll need and when. Unfortunately, they never seem to be on the same schedule. I don’t know if that’s my fault or not. Keniesha hasn’t complained, so I guess I do all right.
Tia is less demanding as she seems to always be sleeping. I swear, one time I missed one of her feedings because she slept through it.
I keep her in pink.
And I keep Grace in purple so I can tell them apart. Well, the other thing that makes it easy to tell them apart is that one has blue eyes and the other has brown eyes. Both girls are as gorgeous as can be.
After work, Keniesha generally showers and then helps out with the girls. Even though they’re really sweet and I enjoy my time with them, this is a welcome relief.
On this particular day, Arthur Benedict, our attorney called. I’m so glad the girls weren’t crying because this turned out to be important and I probably wouldn’t have been able to handle any distractions.
“Memphis, so glad I got a hold of you!” he enthused. He asked how things were going and I filled him in on Tia and Grace as well as my own condition. He said he was absolutely thrilled for us.
And then he dropped the bomb.
“I was calling to let you know some things about the trial and where your inheritance stands.”
“Okay,” I said hesitantly.
“There have been some unforeseen events.” And true to form, he trudged right ahead without taking a breath, “Garret took a plea deal. In exchange for providing evidence against his mother regarding the death of your parents and some other things, he has been sentenced to twelve years in Time Out Low Security Prison. His mother conveniently had a health crisis and isn’t expected to live much longer.”
My heart skipped a beat and my throat tightened. “What besides killing my parents did Garret rat out his mother for?”
Keniesha perked up at this and bounced Tia a little to keep her quiet.
“Memphis… I don’t know how to tell you this except to just say it. It’s come to light, through Garret and the corroborating evidence, that Victoria Covington was also responsible for the car accident that killed your adoptive parents.”
Just like that, I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me. I gasped out loud and Keniesha watched me intensely.
“No! That can’t be!”
“I’m afraid it’s true, my dear. And I’m so sorry.”
“Sorry doesn’t cover it!” I yelled. I know it wasn’t poor Arthur’s fault but I just didn’t know how much more I was supposed to be able to take. Then I realized I would have to tell this to Keniesha and my throat threatened to close up completely.
After a moment, Arthur said, “Are you still there?”
“Y-yes,” I squeaked.
“I’m very sorry I had to tell you all of this. But I need to talk to you about your inheritance, too.”
I don’t care about an inheritance, I wanted to scream. I just want my parents back – all of them!
But I didn’t scream and Arthur told me that I was a very wealthy woman now. He said it would take some time to transfer everything to my estate but that he’d begin working on that immediately.
I must have been in shock after I hung up because I didn’t realize at first that Keniesha was insisting I tell her what was going on.
Finally, I turned toward her and, through tears, told her what I’d learned. She put the baby, who was sleeping, back in the swing. Then she turned to me again.
“I can’t believe this.”
“I can’t either,” I agreed, wiping away a stray tear that had managed to roll down my cheek.
I knew she’d be angry, but I didn’t have time to try to predict how she would react. She went off like a volcano.
“So you’re telling me that my parents would still be alive if you’d never come into the picture?”
Mango approached her quickly but it was too late. This was going downhill fast.
“How can you say that to me?” I demanded as hot tears rolled down my cheeks.
“How? How can you expect me not to be an angry mess when I hear about this? You always need so much, Memphis! Is this supposed to be about you, too? I’ve tried to be there for you constantly! I’ve done everything for you! I felt so bad for you when mom and dad died – but now I found out they didn’t have to die!”
“Keniesha – ” Mango began.
“- Shut it, Mango!” she yelled.
He immediately backed off.
My face had turned beet red by this time and my mind feverishly raced for the words I should say. I was shaking like a leaf, but for the life of me, I didn’t know if it was because I was angry that Tia and Marvin Noble were dead because they had adopted me or if it was because Keniesha didn’t have parents because of me. I guess it was a lot of both.
“I’m so sorry, Keniesha,” I cried.
“I wish your saying that could bring them back.”
I sure could have used Liev just about then. I needed to tell him what had happened. I needed him to tell me that everything was going to be okay and that it wasn’t as bad as it seemed.
But, even though sometimes it seems like he can, is isn’t able to read minds.
So, he was spreading hay.
And grooming the horses.
And milking the cows.
And taking a ride.
The farm work didn’t stop just because my life had.
I guess I’m not one of those people you have to drag everything out of because as soon as he walked in the door, I spilled everything to him.
He put his arm around me as I told him about my devastation and guilt.
“Memphis,” he began softly when I’d finished, “Keniesha is just really upset. I mean, you can understand why. She didn’t mean those things. You have to know that.”
There he was, always thinking the best of people again. He was a P.I. Surely he could see the writing on the wall?
“She hates me now,” I wailed.
“I think you need to get out for a while.”
So, we went to the festival grounds. After a few minutes of walking around, I felt a funny twinge… like a tightening across my stomach. But it was very brief, so I decided to ignore it.
Liev held my hand as I waddled beside him. He offered to buy me some cotton candy but it didn’t really sound good. We stopped to look at some flowers and I dared him to take part in the pie eating contest.
By this time, the tightening was happening more often. It didn’t really hurt or anything, it just felt…. well, weird.
That’s when the real fun began. Liev was pointing out something ahead, I don’t even know what it was as I clearly wasn’t paying attention. Instead, I clutched at my belly and grimaced. Okay, that was pain. For real.
Suddenly, my water broke. And, OMG, the pain. It nearly dropped me to the floor. In between contractions, it didn’t hurt that much at all but I could tell things were moving along. Now I totally understood Keniesha’s reaction to labor pain!
Liev rushed me to the hospital, of course. By this time, the contractions were just one long pain with hardly a break in between them at all.
After five hours of pain, panting and pushing… they were born.
Yes, believe it or not, we, too, were blessed with twins!
We named them after my parents.
World, I present to you Jillian Day and Leonardo Prescott Capra!