Generation 06.10


“So I hear you started having contractions,” Maritza said as she walked into the room looking at my chart.

“Yeah, is everything ok? I can’t be in labor it is too soon.”

“Everything is fine but you need to relax if you want it stay that way. I had the nurse draw some blood when you came in and your levels are through the roof – we are definitely looking at multiple babies. I am going to do an ultrasound to confirm.”

“What about the contractions?” I asked.

“Most likely Braxton Hicks,” she said. “Now this is going to feel a little cold. Hmm, that’s interesting. Donavon what do you think?”

“Wow,” was all he could say and I could tell he was really chocked up.

“What is it? What’s going on?” I asked.

Donavon kissed the top of my forehead and said, “Their are five heartbeats not counting yours.”

“FIVE? As in Five babies? We are having five babies.”

“Yup, looks like quints,” Maritza said. “With this many babies it is possible for you to go into labor earlier than we want so I am putting you on mandatory bed rest for the next few months. You will only get up to use the bathroom. If need be you can move from the bed to a near by chair but that is it. Very restricted movements and definitely no woohoo.”


I spent the next two months in bed. Most of the time I spent reading. I have become fascinated with cooking, probably because I am always hungry. I have been reading cookbooks and learning tons of new recipes that I can’t wait to try once I get out of this bed.


Whenever Donavon is home from the hospital he comes upstairs and hangs out in bed with me. We just sit and talk. Lately we have been trying to come up with baby names. Deciding on one baby name is hard enough let a lone five names.


Donavon is such a wonderful husband and father. He is always talking to my belly and feeling the babies move around.


With five of them my back is always sore so Donavon gives me daily back rubs.


With only a few more weeks until my due date Maritza finally agreed that I could get out of bed, so Gloria decided to throw me a surprise baby shower. She invited Maritza of course and also Maritza’s daughters and my half sister Shawna (Lucas’s daughter). My half-brother Steven also came. He didn’t seem to mind being the only guy at the party. I got baby clothes, toys, books, blankets, and most important a ton of diapers. With five babies we going to need those.


“Thanks for the party, Gloria,” I said as I drew her in for a hug. “It was a wonderful surprise and after two months in bed it was great seeing everyone.”

“Your welcome. You always give so much of yourself it was nice doing something for you.”

**Sniff Sniff** Darn hormones.


Well today is the day. I was just heading into the kitchen for breakfast when my water broke.


I screamed for Donavon and he came running in all frantic. Fortunately he calmed down and we headed to the hospital.

Maritza and Donavon agreed that with five babies it was better for all of us if I had a C-Section rather than attempt to deliver them naturally. So as soon as I got to the hospital I was wheeled into surgery. Where I gave birth to five healthy girls.


Gretchen – who is my mini me with my green skin, black hair, and blue eyes.


Gina – who has Donavon’s skin tone and green eyes but my black hair.


Grace – who has my blue eyes and black hair but Donavon’s skin tone.


Gabrielle – who is almost identical to Grace with blue eyes, black hair, and Donavon’s skin tone.


Last but not least our only red head. Gwen has my green skin and Donavon’s green eyes and red hair. She reminds me of the pictures I have seen of my great great great grandmother Anna. It has been awhile since we have had red heads in the family.

It is so interesting to see how Donavon and my genetics have blended together to create these five perfect little girls. I can’t wait to see what else life has in store for us.

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