 9months later
"Look at him! So cute!" I say, looking down at the little boy in my arms.

"Yeah!" Flora agrees. "He grows so fast. Just yesterday, I pushed him out. He grew teeth and his poop started to smell bad. Soon he would start walking, and then left home to find his mate, and then he I don't need me anymore." When she starts to panic, her voice rises.

"You still have a long time to go baby." I try to comfort her.
"You will soon understand how I feel."
I just smile at her, then look back at Harry who is sleeping in my arms. I can't wait to hold my child in my arms.

Six months ago, Flora and Wayne give birth to a beautiful baby boy. Everyone falls in love with him instantly. Harry is a good baby. Accept anyone who holds him. Unless he is hungry or needs to change clothes, he won't cry too much. He sleeps most of the time, and I will not lie and annoy me because I just want to play

 "Mom." I hear a whisper in my ear.
I groaned and turned around.
"Mom got up!" The other voice giggles.
"I don't want to." I mumble with my eyes close.
"Come on, Mom, Aunt Flora is waiting for us!"
"Flora may have slept like a normal person" I mutter again. But managed to open my eyes only to see my twins staring at me.
I look at the clock on the bedside table and see that the time is 6 o'clock in the morning. I train until 2 in the morning, so I don't go to bed until 3 in the morning.
Facing my twins, I say "You know when you are teenagers, you will regret not sleeping."
Of course, they ignore me, pointing at my blonde hair and start laughing.
"Mom has big hair." My son says to my daughter and make her laugh.
"Mom is tired, I hope you sleep in it." I mutter to myself.
I sigh and sit up, drag my twins onto my lap, then attack them with kisses and tickle them.
"Mom stop it! Stop!" 

When 

 "Shut up, Randy or you will get a slap, trust me." Flora’s voice wigged. 
"OK, OK, it is not my part."
"When is she gonna wake up?" 
I interrupt them and they notice me stopping speaking.
"I think she's waking up"
"Be quite!" 
I slowly opened my eyes, trying to blink to give them a signal that I have waken. There are still four people standing in front of me, Wayne, Flora, Dr Rita, and Randy as same. 
Flora was leaning on Wayne whose arm wrapped around her shoulders pulling her to his side. Their eyes covered pity, and when they saw that I was wake up, breathed a sigh of relief. I turned my head gazing at the other man beside the doctor. 

Randy is shorter than Wayne but still was tall. Not as muscly as Wayne but you could tell he worked out. I saw myself in his eyes knowing that he wanted to say something with me, because his eyes whispered. 

"How are you feeling?" Flora asked, I ripp

9months later
"Look at him! So cute!" I say, looking down at the little boy in my arms.

"Yeah!" Flora agrees. "He grows so fast. Just yesterday, I pushed him out. He grew teeth and his poop started to smell bad. Soon he would start walking, and then left home to find his mate, and then he I don't need me anymore." When she starts to panic, her voice rises.

"You still have a long time to go baby." I try to comfort her.
"You will soon understand how I feel."
I just smile at her, then look back at Harry who is sleeping in my arms. I can't wait to hold my child in my arms.

Six months ago, Flora and Wayne give birth to a beautiful baby boy. Everyone falls in love with him instantly. Harry is a good baby. Accept anyone who holds him. Unless he is hungry or needs to change clothes, he won't cry too much. He sleeps most of the time, and I will not lie and annoy me because I just want to play with him. I hope Flora didn't realize that I sometimes wake him from a nap when she is away. I think

Chapter 11