“We have to get married before the baby comes. I don’t care if it has to be in the backyard. We all have to share the same last name.”
With her pregnant, I didn’t see the point in waiting. We had to get a new house because I didn’t want to miss anything. There was so much we had to do before the baby came.
“We can do that. It’s not like we were having a big wedding anyway. You have to get up from the floor, though. People are staring.”
“Fuck them people.” I stood up and kissed her lips. “I’m just so fucking happy.” I rubbed her stomach again, then went back to my seat.
“I’m glad you are happy. It was so hard not to tell you as soon as I found out. Nobody knows yet.”
I reached for her hand, then stared at her pretty ass face.
“We can tell them whenever you are ready. Just let me know when.” It wasn’t like I talked to people, so my dad, Sharon, and Turquoise would be the only people I told. “This is the best date ever.”
We celebrated by getting ice cream, then I drove us back to my place, where we celebrated some more.
When Maverick fell asleep, I prayed to God for a safe pregnancy and delivery. I would pray every day until she gave birth and after. I couldn’t imagine another situation like with Bria, and I wasn’t going to put that thought in the atmosphere.
Maverick and I, along with our kids, had a long future ahead of us.
“Mom,I don’t know why Sid came into my room, but I think he pooped.”
I opened my eyes at the sound of Turquoise’s voice. I sat up in bed as she and her little brother entered my room.
Obsidian, better known as Sid, was two going on forty and loved his big sister. Turquoise loved him just as much, but sometimes he got on her nerves when he climbed into her bed with a shitty Pull-Up. We’d been potty training him, and he did pretty well except at night.
“He came into your room because he loves you.” I reached for my baby boy and snuggled his neck. “Whoa! What did you eat?” I asked him as I got out of bed.
“I love him, too, but he stinks.” Turquoise sat down in the chair in the room.
One day, she randomly started calling me Mom, and I cried for the first time. She kept a picture of her mother, Bria, so she knew who her real mom was, but that didn’t stop her from calling me mom. According to her, Bria was her angel mother, and I was her mother on Earth. She was nine years old and had gotten smarter over the last couple of years.
“He won’t be for long,” I called over my shoulder as I tickled Sid’s stomach. “Let’s get you cleaned up, little man.” I turned the water on in the tub and set Sid on the toilet.
Being a mother and wife was everything I didn’t know I needed. Every day, I got to wake up to my husband and my children. Onyx and I had an intimate wedding the month after he found out I was pregnant. We held it in his backyard, and it was on a perfect sunny day. My parents and best friends were there as well as Onyx’s dad and Ms. Sharon. Turquoise served as the flower girl, and Spencer served as the ring bearer. It was the cutest thing watching his big ass walk down the aisle with Turquoise. I didn’t think it was fair to have my friends in the wedding if Onyx didn’t have anyone. He didn’t even tell anyone at work until after we’d gotten married.
When the tub was at the level I needed it to be, I got Sid undressed so he could get in.
I’d taken the week off while Onyx worked multiple shifts, so I could stay home with the kids. Turquoise went to school, but we didn’t want to send Sid to daycare, so we cut down on our hours when we could. Our families pitched in at times, but we tried not to burden them with our kids, no matter how much they insisted they weren’t a problem.
“Can I get a bowl of cereal?” Turquoise asked from the doorway.
“Yeah. I’m going to cook breakfast after I finish bathing your brother. Do you want to help me?”
“Yes, but I’m really hungry, so I’ll only eat a little bit of cereal for now. I’ll let Spencer out in the yard.”
She always made sure Spencer went out in the yard if one of us wasn’t available to walk him. The two of them were best friends.
Whenever she didn’t have school, Turquoise would help me cook. It was our way of bonding with just the two of us, and it helped her learn an important life skill. We also got our nails done together once a month. Most of the time, she got clear polish, but occasionally, she would get a design, especially during the holidays. I might not have been her birth mother, but she was my baby, and I loved her so much.
“Okay. We’ll be down soon.”
She turned to leave the bedroom while I finished getting Sid ready for the day. Onyx worked an overnight shift, and I wanted to have breakfast ready by the time he got in. We talked on the phone a couple of times during the night, and I knew it had been a busy one for them. I wanted to provide a relaxing environment for him like he’d done for me plenty of times.
Our marriage was built on compromise, trust, and love. We never had any real arguments, just a couple of disagreements, but they were always resolved quickly. I wasn’t trying to be one of those people, but I really did have a perfect marriage.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, little man. Your daddy will be home soon,” I told Sid as I washed him up.
“Da da.” His little chubby cheeks lit up at the thought of his father.
