Kayla started crying around 2:30 AM. That set Dylan off, but luckily, it was very easy to calm them down.
Half hour later, I was back in their rooms, feeding them.
"Oh Dylan." I said. "You and Kayla and very hungry aren't you?"
Dylan giggled in response.
Behind me, Kayla began to cry.
"Your next Kayla, don't worry." I said.
Since I was up already, I started on the chores and making breakfast.
One of my relatives sent Kayla and Dylan dolls. I was still wary of them, but they made the kids happy, so I didn't mind.
I was halfway through my shower when Kayla and Dylan started crying like crazy. I quickly dashed to the nursery to calm them down.
Time for birthdays!
Dylan as a toddler. He got his fathers skin tone and orange hair.
Kayla as a toddler. She also got her father's skin tone, but I'm not sure about the hair.
Since Dylan seemed pretty busy with his new doll, I started teaching Kayla to walk. She was a little unsteady at first, but picked up quickly. Again, I marveled on how smart my kids were.
But our session was interrupted by a basic human need, FOOD.
Jason brought Bella over after school. Bella was very polite and wasn't a bother at all. I wouldn't mind her coming over again, she's a nice kid.
Pretty soon, Kayla and Dylan were insisting on sleep, so I put each of them in their cribs before going to check on Jason.
As I showered, I was overcome by weariness. I rubbed my face, trying to give myself an energy boost. I wasn't exhausted yet, but I knew I would be soon. I still had to cook dinner before I could even THINK about sleeping.
Despite my weariness, I still woke up in the middle of the night with a smile on my face as Dylan screamed for food. My smile became even wider as Dylan stared at me in delight as I picked him up. These little moments are the things that make it all worth it in the end.
By 10:00 am, Kayla had learned to walk. Kayla picked up on the skill in less then an hour. Kayla seems incredibly intelligent for a little toddler. She'll be very successful in school, I can tell.
By the time Jason gets home, Kayla has learned to talk. I have no doubt in my mind that Kayla is a genius.
I snapped this picture of Jason and Dylan. It warms my heart to see Jason getting along with his siblings. I've heard of sibling rivalries from some challenge moms, but it doesn't look like I'll have to deal with that for now.
As I look at this scene, I realize I don't have any toys for the kids. I quickly place an order online for a peg box, a xylophone, a craft table, a dollhouse, and a kid's oven. All of these are going to have to go outside, there isn't any room in the house.
By 5:00, Kayla has learned all of her skills. Weariness is coming over my body again, but I smile as I pick up Dylan. It's worth it.
Luckily, the kids are done for the day, so I put them in their crib, smiling at them. Kayla looks at me with wide eyes before flopping down and falling asleep. I shut the quietly and head to the kitchen to eat some leftovers.
And of course, the sink breaks. I sigh, then head off to bed. It'll have to wait until morning, I'm too tired to do it right now. I know I'll pay for it when the water bill comes in, but I hop into bed anyway.
Had I known it would have been this big of a problem, I would have fixed it right away. The next morning,I saw Jason trying to mop up all the water that was being spewed into the kitchen. I looked around for a wrench, but then, Kayla began to cry, so I went to her.
Very soon, water was spraying me in the face as I fiddled with the wrench. Behind me, I heard the giggles of Kayla and Dylan as I tightened a screw. I shook my head, smiling a little as I wiped my wet hair out of my eyes.
Eventually, the battle was one. I sighed in relief as I put a bite of leftover Stu Surprise in my mouth It tasted like the fridge, but I still ate it. It was either this or stale cereal.
After breakfast, Dylan began taking his first wobbly steps. It was a bit more of a challenge with him, but otherwise, it went well.
I got him started on talking too. It took a while for him to start talking, mainly because he wasn't really paying attention.
Now that the tots had almost learned all of their skills, it was time to think about another challenge father. I decided I would head out into town tomorrow to look for one. Tomorrow was Saturday, so it should be fairly quick. I'm just worried about hiring a babysitter. I've heard from countless people that there are hardly any good babysitters in Sunset Valley. I would just have to cross my fingers and hope for the best.
I tried out a new recipe today. I was irritated to find out that Jason had already eaten, but I shrugged it off. I'll just eat by myself I guess.
The next morning, I hired a babysitter and walked out into the warm morning air. I was incredibly grateful that I had gotten Candy Ashleydale, one of the best babysitters.
First stop? Central Park.
There, I met a man named Drake Rise. Luckily for me, he knew who I was and wanted to be a father. Looking at him, I couldn't help but say yes. His kids will definitely have some of his amazing features.
It didn't take very long to conceive.
After Drake left, I went outside to check on the kids. As I passed Dylan, I smelled a foul smell coming off him. I quickly scooped him up and went to change his diaper.
I decided to read some recipes as I kept a careful eye on Kayla and the window. All of them were playing with their dolls. I was glad, it gave me a little "mommy time."
After I finished learning new recipes, I decided to put one to the test. I decided on some ratatouille for Jason and I.
I woke up to an interesting sound of noises. Kayla was in her crib, giggling. Dylan was shaking the bars, screaming his head off. Go figure.
I had just finished cleaning the counter when I had to make the mad dash to the toilet to puke up last nights dinner. Oh, the joys of pregnancy.
Jason has been a huge help. He's usually the one that ends up feeding the tots, since I'm either doing chores or teaching one of them. I feel bad about it, but Jason assures me it's no trouble at all. He also may have muttered under his breath that I worry too much, but I'm not sure.
"What profession are you considering going in when you get older?" I asked Jason as we ate some waffles.
"A world renowned surgeon!" he exclaimed.
"Why's that?" I asked, a bit surprised at his ambition.
"Because I've always wanted to be a doctor. They seem so cool!"
"Have you know?" I said.
"Uh huh!" he said. "It'll be awesome!"
"I'm sure it will be."
I sighed in defeat as the sink started spraying water up to the ceiling. Looks like that shower is going to make to wait.
After doing some cleaning, (and vomiting) I set Dylan on the potty.
"I not sure bout dis mommy..." Dylan said, making a face.
"You're doing great Dylan!" I said. ""Keep it up!"
Our session was briefly interrupted by my bump appearing, I rubbed it, then had to chase after Dylan, who was trying to escape. He was not too happy about being caught, but I continued potty training him with no issues.
The next morning, I started cleaning. It was incredible how much muck had built up in the past few days. And there were only four people living in the house! I grimaced as I furiously scrubbed at a stubborn stain. "Away with ye stain, away!" I muttered. Behind me, Jason started giggling.
Since there really wasn't anything to do, I invited Victoria and Sofia over. Both of them eagerly accepted the invitation and said they would be over in a few minutes.
"Hey girls!" I said cheerfully as they walked up to my house. "What's up?"
"Not much." Victoria said.
"Mom's being a psycho as usual." Sofia said.
I shook my head. "Why don't you just move out?"
"I'm still holding out hope that she'll come around. Besides, I don't have nearly enough money."
I shrugged. "Anyway, anyone wanna dance?"
"I personally prefer the slip n' slide." Victoria said.
I laughed. "I guess I'm the only one that's going to be dancing then."
Victoria took an instant liking to Kayla. "She's so cute!" she squealed as she held Kayla up in the air. Kayla began to squirm and giggle as she smiled at Victoria.
Victoria and I ended up dancing together. I tried to call Sofia over, but she was completely absorbed in the book she was reading. I sighed. Typical Sofia. Then again, she wasn't really a party person in the first place.
Eventually, Sofia did come outside. To dance? Nope.
"Look Dylan! It's the claw!" Sofia cried.
Dylan gasped. "No claw, no claw!" he shrieked.
"It's coming to get you!'" Sofia cried.
Dylan's shrieks gave way to laughter as Sofia began to tickle him. Ah, kids.
Soon after, I asked them both to leave, explaining that Jason was coming home and I needed to shower. Both of them understood and told me that we should get together sometime soon.
I told them both we would and headed to the shower.
When I went in, Kayla was sitting on the floor, playing with Sunshine. I smiled at her and began turning the knobs. I sighed as the water began to run and I stepped in. It was just what I needed. I began to sing, something I like doing. I would never consider it to be a career though, it's just a hobby.
When I got out, I grimaced as I looked at the floor. The potty chair had overflowed and gotten my toddler's waste all over the bathroom. How did I not notice this when I came in? I scowled as I mopped up the mess, Kayla playing with her doll behind me. At least she wasn't sitting in the muck.
As I glanced at the setting sun through the window, I grabbed my guitar and headed out into the front yard. I stood there, plucking the strings and listening to the music that came out. I felt incredibly relaxed as my fingers became more used to the feel of the guitar.
Eventually, the cool night air comes over me and I head inside, my stomach beginning to growl. I threw some leftover pasta on my plate and headed to the table. As I put the noddles in my mouth, I looked at my children. Kayla and Dylan were playing with their dolls and Jason was watching the sports network on TV. At that moment, I knew I had made the right choice in starting this challenge.
I kissed Kayla on the head as Dylan drifted off into sleep. "Sweet dreams." I whispered as I turned off the light. I heard Kayla flop down and drift off. I smiled, then headed off to bed myself.
My stomach is huge when I woke up the next morning. I know that I'm going to give birth today, so I assign myself to take it easy.
I took the toddlers out of their cribs before heading to the bathroom. Dylan was clearly ready to go, and he began to scream as I walked into the room.
"We'r fussy today aren't we?" I muttered as I set him down on the floor."
"Wanna play!" Dylan said.
"Okay, okay." I laughed, setting him down. "Now you can play."
"Yay!" Dylan cheered.
I decide to spend the day painting. It's something I really enjoy and I'm glad I have some time to do it. I'm eager to see how this painting will turn out since my last painting was such a flop.
Here's the finished peice. I'm not very sure what it is, but it looks a lot better then my first try. It's definitely not something to be proud of, but at least I'm making progress.
I had just started my next painting when I felt the first contractions. It seems like every time I paint, I go into labor....
I waste no time heading to the nursery and begin the process of bringing a new life into the world.
Two hours later, I give birth to...
Tyler Falls
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