I was in extremely hard labor for 18 hours before I finally gave birthday to twin girls. I named them Sara and Tara. Sara was born very friendly and disciplined and was a perfect baby. Tara on the other hand screamed all the way home, but finally hushed when we got inside the house. She hates the outdoors and is excitable. Days after we brought the girls home from the hospital, Mom died in her sleep. It was a very sad time for us all. I invited all my sisters over and we buried her in our family cemetery in the back yard. Heather again was let out of the institution and she brought very weird news. She didn’t have to tell us, it was obvious: she was heavily pregnant. Her and Jamal had a night together at my wedding and had ended up pregnant. Jamal died not long after that night; Heather will be able to keep the new baby at the institution until the child turns a year old.

Heather’s daughter has started high school now and is just as strange as her mother. She will be held responsible for taking care of Heather’s new child until her mother is released. Heather gave birth to a beautiful little girl. The new baby is named Whitney.

All of my nieces and nephews were getting older. Helda’s little boy had his first birthday a while back and is crawling everywhere these days.

My sweet sister Heidi’s oldest child got in with a bad crowd and has caused hell for the family. Rosaline is very gothic and evil.

Finally, it was time for my twins’ birthday and we had a small family party. Tara and Sara turned a year old. The year flew by.

The night after the twins’ party was the first one that they slept through the night and Ezekiel and I used our time alone wisely. Later, I started getting sick and knew without a doctor that I was pregnant again. I was fine with that because I desperately wanted a little boy.

During my second pregnancy I focused on teaching my twins their skills and working on building my own skills for my career.

I went into labor one evening at dinner and 5 short hours later I again had twin girls. This time I named them Vera and Emma. I have a nursery full of little girls. I’m happy to have my babies now, but at first I was depressed for weeks after giving birth. I wanted a boy and now it looks like I’ll be in a house full of girls again. Vera is friendly and a genius and Emma is artistic and loves the outdoors.

Mom visited in her ghost form. I guess the screaming babies woke her up out of her grave. This was the first night we had seen her since her death.

Finally, the day before the kids’ birthday, I went back to work. I was stir crazy and extremely ready to get the hell out of that house. I love the girls, but enough was enough.

We threw a huge party for all of the girls. Sara and Tara are finally 5 years old and Vera and Emma are 2 years old. I take them all to the spa for makeovers.

Tara and Sara

Vera and Emma

To get my girls off to a good start, I am making them take one class per Saturday for each of their skills so they’ll be prepared to choose a career path sooner than my sisters and I. They started their tradition by going to a writing class first.

The next Monday was their first day of kindergarten. Will they love school? Will make friends? Keep reading…

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Weird Glitch!! Sara was flying over Emma!!

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