O'Shea of the Clan O'Shea move to GRAVEYARD please

[Janna]

Here is a different story.  I wanted to do one from a different prespective, instead of a quest.  I like to think of this one as growth and development for all of the characters, but especially with Brittney. 

Founders
Kearney O’Shea:   LTW -- Astronaut Traits:  Brave, Handy, Athletic, Charismatic, Ambitious
Brittney O’Shea:  LTW -- Spy  Traits:  Flirty, Love of Outdoors, Perfectionist, Good, Childish


This is a Random Town Jump Project created by Judewright.  I have enjoyed so much working on my Dragon Quest story that I wanted to start another one.  I was reading a couple of other stories and got some ideas for this one. 

Rules are as follows:
The chosen family must visit seven towns, with a new heir and mate from residing town to advance to the next town.
You can create a sim or couple in CAS or use one in a randomly chosen town    for the founder family.  All towns must be randomly chosen. 
You must have at least one child who will become your heir.  The heir must marry a sim from that town before you can move on to the next town. 
All traits must be random and the LTW must be chosen from the traits given.  It can be picked anytime that a trait is displayed at aging up while playing or after the final traits are given and one from the choices offered.  It must be randomly picked. 
Offspring who are not the heir can either be left behind in the town when you move or you can take them with you, but they no longer have the chance to become the heir, nor any of their children.
All previous rules apply for each generation. 
LTW cannot be repeated.  If a sim rolls for a LTW of Super Spy, no other heir can have that LTW, another must be chosen.

The goal is to have an heir from a town marry and with their mate move to another town that has not been visited yet.  There they must have at least one child who can become their heir to continue the jumping from one town to another one.  They must become rich by the time they have arrived at the last town. 
The project ends when the seventh town has been reached.
In this project, I have chosen to create a single female sim who has fled from a home where her parents, who control the town, will not allow her to have her own life.  They have to some extent forced her to remain in the home, controlling who she sees and interacts with and since they control the town they have her trapped in a gilded cage.  Until she finds the courage to escape.

Edited:  forgot to change the chapter numbers, I am planning on learning how to do the links after the grandkids leave.

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Dear Mom and Dad,
You have always said I acted childish, so I guess I can excuse this on that aspect of my character.  I love you both, but I can’t handle any more being smothered by you both.  Nor can I stand the thought of not only you choosing if and when I marry, but who he will be.  I have allowed you to get by with a lot, but that is the final straw. My older brother and sister did not let you control their life, and I will no longer allow you to control mine.
I have no desire to go into politics like both of you; to be the big guys with all the power and everyone afraid to cross you.  You mean well and you do a good job running the town, but I don’t want you running my life, I want to do that.

I know you have my best interests at heart, but this is my life.  I want my freedom, the right to live how I want, what I like to do and marry whom I choose, and especially be able to not marry at all.  So, I have moved out, and far enough away that you can’t reach me, force me back to be what you want me to be. 
In whatever town I find to live in I will be able to spread my wings and find myself.  I love you both and I will write to you but I am not going to tell you where I am at, at least not until I am settled down.   
Love to you both, your loving daughter, Brittney. 


Note:  I am going to go ahead and put in Chapter One as it helps to set up the story.  I hope anyone who reads it will like it.  As with the other, feedback is greatly appreciated. 

[Janna]

Chapter One:  Escaping       
Dear Diary,
Many think it is odd that a girl of 23 still writes in a diary, but I’ve always found it helps me to keep from giving up.  Reading my past writings has helped me to see how my parents have controlled me and I no longer want that, especially when I have found out they have already chosen my husband.   A man I can’t stand to be around, let alone spend the rest of my life with.  So, I have decided to run away from home.  What surprised me the most from this decision is not that I am scared, but excited by the prospect of a new life.  I am off to my new home, wherever that is.
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Dear Diary
I have arrived in a new town, Dragon Valley.  It is a strange place, a mixture of old and new.  I feel as if I am in King Arthur’s Court and yet also in a present day town where they have all the conveniences a person could want.  It is a wonderful blending of the old with the new and I think I am going to love it here. 
I have come up with a plan on how to keep mom and dad from finding me.  I will move from this town to another one and then to another one and continue to do so as long as I think I will have to.   Maybe I will even find true love here.  I have realized it wasn’t the concept of marriage I hated, but the aspect that someone else was going to control me as my parents have.  Now I know that I won’t allow it to happen.  It will also make it even harder for mom and dad to find me as they believe that I will never marry. 
I called Bri and Brad and they both are supporting me in my leaving home. Brad has even set up with his military buddies some false trails to lead mom and dad on a wild goose chase.  His buddies were supportive of my “escaping from prison” as he said.  I laughed when he told me that when mom starting crying about her “poor baby being all alone” that she had always made fun of people who treated their adult children like they were babies; said that when a baby was potty trained, it was no longer a baby.  Perhaps she needed to listen to her own words, he distinctly remembers my being potty trained when I was 18 months old.  It shut her up real fast, so fast she stomped out of the house with dad following. 
Bri was brave as always, she told mom and dad that just because the family’s last name was King and ruled the town as if they were king and queen with everyone was afraid of them, it didn’t give them the right to keep me a trapped.  No matter how nice the family home is, a cage is a cage is a cage.   She told me that she took my cell phone and tossed into the back of a moving van.  When the folks follow the signal the GPS is giving they will end up far away from where I am at, so that will be another help in keeping them from finding me.
It is late and I have a busy day tomorrow, I have to find a place to live so I need to get up bright and early, so it is off to bed for me. 

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Note:  I am ending here, I have written up to Chapter Ten and I think only one other section will not have photos.  But her writings in the diary I think (hope) will make up for the lack of photos

[Janna]

Chapter Two:  First Steps in New Life 
Dear Diary,
I forgot to write about the house I found and have moved in to.  It is a far cry from the home we grew up in.  It has only one bedroom, a full bath and a half bath, small kitchen and dining area combined and another small room for the living room.  I love it thought; there is a river behind the house and lots of trees and most important of all -- there is no one here telling me what to do. 










I have enough saving to let me live a while if I am careful before I have to find a job and I intend to explore the town and meet the townies.  I overhead a couple of girls mooning over two brothers, their last name is O’Shea.  I wonder if they can be relatives of mine?  They are twins and they sound delicious, but one is a vampire and so I am a bit worried about meeting him.  Will he want me for a meal? 
Hummm, perhaps I wouldn’t mind being a meal, come to think of it.  It might be fun letting him suck on my neck; I can just imagine the look on mom’s face if she would see a big hickey on my neck.     It will be intriguing to find someone with the same last name. 

Dear Diary,
It is morning and although I have enough if I am careful, I need to somehow make more money.   All that came with the house is a stove, fridge and a couple of cabinets in the kitchen.  Half bath has a toilet and sink and the other has a shower, toilet and sink. I bought a bed, dresser and couch and also a table and chair set.  I need more and the fridge and stove are horrible!  I don’t trust either one of them to work right.  I need a trustworthy stove and fridge if I am going to be able to cook and eat.   So I need to go and buy them.
 


The men who delivered the alliances also built some decorative half walls for me. 
I love my new bed.  I need to get some new covers, but these will do till later on.



 
There is a community garden that has some fruit I can eat, but I need more than fruit to live on. 



I have had an opportunity come up to visit a foreign country, China; maybe I can make some money there.  It will take a chunk out of my savings, but from what I have heard I can make some quick money there.  I will write as soon as I get there of my impressions of the country and what I will be doing there.



Chapter Three:  Treasure Hunting
Dear Diary,
I have arrived in China and it is a beautiful!  The people are nice and someone asked me to find some metals, said I could keep the leftovers.



I ran off to get some and found a pile of what looked like junk, but when I checked it was artifacts!    Also found some cut gems, and a bag of money! 




That gave me some money to buy some food and containers to use for a shower.   Weird to take a shower out of a can but I knew it would save time so I was happy to buy them.   







 I did some more hunting for the metals and found a lot of them along with some uncut gems.   






Dear Diary,
I am at base camp, slept there and took a shower.  I am saving my other shower in a can for later when I really need it.  I looked for more metals then it became dark and I had to head back to the camp. 

The next morning I had a quick breakfast and dashed off to find more metals and gems.  Became dirty again, but there was a building that had a bathroom with a shower and so I used it.  It was a martial art studio, there were people there learning martial art and I watched for a few minutes.



 I continued to hunt for metals, gems and found some more excavations sites so found artifacts there, figured I could sell them for money.  It was time to head back home, so I tried to find the man who wanted the metals but had to catch my plane.  I figured I could come back and hunt up more for him, I could use the money and he didn’t give a deadline when I had to turn them in.

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I'm not sure my style of writing give a good story.  I'm not real comfortable with putting in conversations, so I hope this gives insight to who she is. 

If anyone has some suggestions, I am definitely interested in hearing them.  I am trying to give in both of my stories a sense of who they are, their characteristic, I guess you would say the inner essence of them.     


 

[Janna]

Chapter Four:  Settling In 
Dear Diary,
Am home, glad to go to bed I was so tired.  Next day I mailed off the metals to be smelted. 




It was late in the evening before the builders came; they extended the house, added and took out some walls.  This allowed me to enlarge and change around the rooms.  Was able to finally add a table and chairs, more cabinets and I moved the furniture around. 



I switched the living room to become the master bedroom with its own bathroom. 





The bedroom became the living room and I added a small study with a computer.


 
I also added more windows and now I can enjoy looking at the river; it is so pretty, am looking forward to sitting out on nice days.   Maybe I can try painting as a hobby.  It would be fun to paint pictures, have a table to eat a meal outside and just enjoy the view.



I spent the day moving the furniture to where I wanted it then relaxed to a meal at my new table I am tired, so off to bed.  I receive the smelted metals and was able to pay the contractor for the building work. 

Dear Diary,
I can’t believe I forgot to tell the most important thing that happened to me so far.  I found this strange object after I came back from my trip.  It was in the graveyard of all places.  It was late and I had just arrived home, there was this strange feeling, as if something was calling to me.  I went to the graveyard



 and saw this strange object on the ground and took it home. 








I started to talk to it, I must have really been lonely if I was at the point I wanted to talk to what looked a lot like a giant egg.  And it was an egg!  After a bit I saw some sparkling and then it cracked open and there was a dragon there






A real live dragon, purple, and it wanted me to name it, so I did, Ragnor. 



I remembered a book I used to read that had a dragon in it that was purple.  I just had to name it Ragnor.  I am going to take that as a good sign, Ragnor in the book was good luck to the person who was friends to it, so this will be my new friend. 

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I forgot to add a couple of photos, either I accidently deleted them or didn't take them. 
Again, any feedback is appreciated on ways to approve it. 

[Janna]

Chapter Five:  Exploring the Town


Dear Diary,
I decided to explore the town; I found the library



and read a book on logic and walked around.  Found the gym and decided to do some exercising.





Explored more and ran into some residents of the town and talked with them, it was nice to meet some new people, especially ones that weren’t controlled by my parents and would tell them everything I had done and said.






It was late, but I wanted to visit the pub here, I had heard that the O’Shea brothers visited there a lot and I wanted to meet them, see if they were distant relatives. 




I felt drawn to climb the stairs of the pub, not interact with the patrons there.  On the third floor I found another egg,




I took it home and talked to it, and after a while it opened and this time the dragon was black. 







I named him Fearghus, he reminded me of a black dragon in another book I read that was considered a fierce warrior, willing to fight against evil, although he could be ruthless when he needed.  I believe he will give me the strength to fight for myself, to not give in if my parents somehow find me.






Dear Diary,
I made another trip to China and it was pretty much the same as the last one, except that this time, I think due to the dragons, I needed less sleep, wasn't as hungry, enjoyed myself more, felt less lonely and best of all, had lots of energy. 

After returning home, I decided to find out where the O’Shea’s lived, I wanted to see if we were related; somehow I felt attracted to them, even without meeting them.  I met Breandan first and then I met the other twin, Kearney, and he is in the military.  When I visited his home he came in just as I was talking to his twin.  He was polite and spoke to me for a few minutes, but was so nice to leave me to talk with Breadan.   But just as he left, Breadan must have done something, because all of a sudden I began to feel scared.  He made me nervous, not just because he was a vampire, but because I think he tried to do something to me, he wanted to drink my blood.  I wouldn’t have minded if he had asked, but to trick me, I didn’t like that.  It was worse because he is in law enforcement; that is just so wrong.   I left to find Kearney. I had felt safe when he came in the house.  I found him eating his supper but he stopped immediately and stood up to talk to me.  I could tell he was tired, but he stilled wanted to talk to me.  I left so he could finish his meal and get some sleep.   I wonder if I will dream about him tonight. 

I really like Kearney and he seemed to like me.  I would like to meet him and talk to him more; I felt an attraction to him.  I know this sounds weird, but I can picture me holding his son or daughter in my arms and waking up beside him for the rest of my life. 
I’m going to see if I can find him tomorrow and talk to him, see if he will come to my home to visit me.  I know he lives in a big fancy house, but it didn’t feel comfortable there, not like a home.

NOTE:  I forgot to get some pictures of her at the O'Shea home.  I had planned on going back and so didn't see it as a problem.  My sim had her mind set on getting her man, so . . .




Chapter Six


Chapter Six: Man Hunting – Love is in the Air!
Dear Diary,
I looked all over the town for Kearney O’Shea but couldn’t find him.  I was sooooo disappointed as I had really wanted to talk to him again.  I can’t explain why I feel this need to see him again, but I just feel I have to be around him.  Has me confused, why should I feel so drawn to him, he isn’t that special.  Okay, he has beautiful eyes, and nice body, hair that I just keep dreaming of running my fingers through, I love his voice and how sweet he acted toward me when I visited his home.   I wonder if I will dream about him again tonight.  I blush to think about what we did in that dream.  And there were flowers, they fell all over the room and I swear I heard some music. 

Dear Diary,
 It is Friday and again I looked today trying to find Kearney, but couldn’t.  Met some other townies; one is a chef, but no Kearney. 




I think I will call him and invite him over.  I hope he does, I feel so alone and I really, really want to see him.  I have talked with others today, so there is no reason I feel lost and alone and the thought of him makes me feel better but it does.  Crossing my fingers and toes he will want to come visit.
I called and he is on his way!  I can’t believe it, he sounded just as happy to hear from me as I was to hear him talking.  I will write later about what happened while he was visiting.


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I will finish this section later, I thought I had added the photos of the beginning of the romance, but they are not in the gallery.  Please bear with me, as I am having to move them to my desktop into folders, and I am still learning how to do that, where I can merge and have subfolders in a main folder.  I have the ones after the first date, you know the line, "first comes the ring, then the marriage and then comes the baby carriage".   

Comments are welcomed, I am expanding on the interactions as the family grows, so I am pretty sure it will get lots better, so hang on, don't give up on the O'Shea clan.  

[MissPlumbBob]

I want her to be with Kearney! Although I don't have Dragon Valley, so I don't know who he is.  But if she thinks she will be happy with him... So be it.

I like the diary style; it lends a romantic quality to the story. Keep going!

[Janna]

I found the pictures Yeah!

Oka,y seriously now, back to story

Continuation of Chapter Six

Dear Diary,
You are not going to believe it, but when he came in my heart just went crazy in its beating.  I had ordered a pizza for us and while we were waiting he came over and touched my cheek, I wanted to faint.  And I couldn’t stop flirting with him, and he flirted back!






After we ate I couldn’t resist, I sneaked in a kiss and he seemed to enjoy it. 




He hugged me, but I am sure that he wanted to kiss me also.  I think he is just a bit shy.

 


Throughout the evening we talked and talked and talked.  He seemed tired and I didn’t want him to go and so I asked him to stay the night and he said yes! 





I was too excited to sleep, but he went off to bed and slept like a log.   Morning came and he ate leftover cold pizza (I never could understand how anyone can eat cold pizza in the morning).  After he ate, we talked (sorta    )




He took a shower and we talked and kissed some more.   






Then, I got brave, I never thought I would be brave but I did and asked him to go steady.  He said yes!




After some more kissing and talking, we couldn’t just seem to stop doing that, the kissing I mean, well, also the talking a little bit, I started to think about what I wanted. 

I could hear in my mind my brother and sister singing the line in a song "They called it puppy love"  but just as in the song, this isn't puppy love.

I knew that I wanted to have him in bed beside me for the rest of my life; I want to have his babies.  Which was strange, I have never wanted to be married let alone have anyone’s baby.   But I did with him and so I gathered my courage and asked him if he would marry me. 






  YES, HE SAID YES.  I can’t believe it, he said yes and we both wanted a quick wedding, we didn’t want my parents to possible read about a wedding in any of the papers, this way, we can keep it quiet and local.   



With this ring, I thee wed, we said those words to each other, as we placed rings on our fingers, sealing our love for each other.



Now, all we have to do is keep my parents from finding us, but I have faith that with Kearney beside me, we will succeed.

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It wasn't until later that I realized I had forgotten to have her put on a nice dress, I was so caught up in the story that I missed that aspect.  Realized too late, of course, but I don't think they minded.

The next chapter will have a surprise for everyone, but especially for Brit.

[Janna]

Chapter Seven : Surprises

Dear Diary,
Kearney was given some days off and we used that to spend time together and of course, woohooing, as he called it.









We talked about a family and of how we wanted to have kids and then we messed up the sheets again, and again, and again, and – well, you get the idea. 




This time was different from the others though; oh, there was the usual music we seem to make and the feeling as if we are being rained with flowers but this time the music sounded different, couldn’t figure out why.




We chatted on the bed and discussed about having a family, he wanted kids and I didn't feel confident, yet wanted to have his baby.  Sounds kinda corny, I want to have his baby, but I really do want to have his child, something that we created out of love.  I know, I am a romantic at heart. 


For a wedding present I gave Kearney an egg so he could have his own dragon.







  He said he didn’t have anything for me but I told him that his allowing me have choices in our future was all the gift I wanted.  He took Spectre, his dragon, outside to fly and I decided to play chess on the computer.  All of a sudden I felt sick; I had to make a mad dash to the bathroom and almost didn’t make it.   



Later on that day I became sick again, and I keep trying to think of what I could have eaten that is making me so sick.  But not anything different than usual and Kearney wasn’t sick.  (I'll spare everyone the visual photo of morning sickness)
Kearney had just left to take, of all things, a cooking class. I have a feeling he knows I can’t cook and so he has decided to take over that chore.  When he came home I told him about my being sick.  He got this weird look on his face and then smiled at me.   When I asked him why was he smiling, he said to wait and see, if he was right I would find out soon, if not, then he would tell me why. 



Dear Diary,
Kearney suggested that we contact the contractors about some remodeling on the house.  Said that if we want to have a family, we might as well remodel while he was off work.  I agreed with him, so tomorrow I will call them and we will add some more rooms.  We just need to decide what rooms, but that will be after I have gone to bow down to the porcelain throne, because oh god, I’m going to be sick again.








We decided to remodel the downstairs and have a nursery there, we can always use it for an exercise room before it is needed for the babies.  When it came time to work on the exercise room, which he for some reason wanted to call the nursery, we both choose dragons for the walls, and a rug for the floor with animals on it.  Still don’t understand why he wants to turn it into a nursery; we have yet to decide when we want to start a family yet.
I will be checking out patterns tomorrow for the wallpaper and rug on the floor.  We built a shell for the second floor, put in steps but will later add inside walls for the rooms. 




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Chapter Eight:  Keeping Secrets
Dear Diary,
I called Bri yesterday.  I wanted to share with her the news that I was married and so happy.  I told her all about Kearney, of how he supported me and made me feel as I was so special.  I started to cry, I don’t know why when I was talking to her.  She became worried but I told her I hadn’t been feeling well the past couple of days, had been sick a lot.  And I had the weirdest craving, I wanted to eat watermelon pancakes.  Whoever heard of watermelon pancakes! She was quiet and then started to laugh, I told her it wasn’t funny, and that I was going to be as mad at her as I am at Kearney if he doesn’t tell me why he was acting the way he was.   He is treating me as if I am a baby; he hired a maid to clean the house.  He wants me to go the library to read books, go to the festival to have fun, go and hunt for gems, metals and seeds but no lifting, cleaning or anything that has fumes.  If he is like this now, can you imagine what he will be like when I become pregnant!
After I told her that she started laughing even harder and she dropped the phone.  I gave up and told her I would call her again in a couple of days.  I’m going to call Brad after supper and let him know that I am married and talk to Anne (his wife) who is pregnant and I want to see how she is doing and ask her what to expect whenever I do become pregnant.

Dear Diary,
My family has gone nuts -- that is the only explanation for it and it is contagious, because it has infected my husband.  I called to talk to Brad and his wife and as soon as Brad answered the phone he began to laugh.  Asked him after he had calmed down if he had talked to Bri and he said yes and started to laugh again.   I started to cry and Kearney came in and took the phone from me, yelling at my brother for making me cry.  But after he listened to my brother for a bit, he began to smile and laugh. He then asked my brother to not let the cat out of the bag.  What cat?  Why would he care if Brad has a cat and it was in a bag?  None of them are making any sense. 
I talked to Brad some, told him I was happy, wish he could come and visit us.  Maybe we can visit him sometime; Kearney agreed with me that it would be a good idea to move from town to town and said hopefully we can make the first visit to Brad’s home.  I want to see and hold his new baby.  I was sick again today and am thinking of visiting a doctor to find out why.



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I couldn't resist it, I have envisioned her as someone who was totally sheltered.  Her siblings are much older than her and so she had few individuals to talk to about life. So, I just had to write her as someone who didn't have the faintest idea of what morning sickness was.

There are more surprises in store for her.  Feedback is always appreciated. 

[Janna]

Chapter Nine:  We Are Going to Have a Baby!

Dear Diary,

I got up that morning and went to the library and for some reason I felt strange, weird.  I went back home and then all of a sudden I knew why, I could feel something, as if there was movement inside of me and it all clicked, I was going to have a baby! 



  I was going to be a Mommy.  Kearney came home work and as he sat in the rocking chair I told him he was going to be a Daddy and he smiled and I knew that was why he had been smiling and Bri and Brad had laughed so much.  They were all so mean to not tell me.  Kearney wanted to hear the baby, feel my tummy






and he was so happy that he was going to be a daddy he wanted to celebrate.  Well, I knew know he wanted to do that, and that was how I became pregnant.    





Tomorrow the contractors will be coming to do the remodeling and it won’t be too soon, now that I know we will be having a baby who needs his or her nursery.  And also now why he had wanted to add the extra bedrooms.  With what I had made from the trips to China, his savings, bonuses and raise, we could afford to remodel a lot, get some of the extra items.   













It had been a long day and I decided to watch some TV while Kearney fixed dinner.






 
Over dinner we talked about the baby.  Did we want a girl or a boy.  I wanted a boy and Kearney wanted the baby to be a girl, daddy’s princess as he remarked.  What were we going to name him or her?  We shook our heads, neither one of us could come up with a name that we could agree on.  I wanted to watch some TV and Kearney wanted to read a pregnancy book so we relaxed that evening. 


 
Dear Diary,

It has been a few days and I keep getting bigger and bigger, I don’t look like I have a pumpkin in me, but an extra large watermelon!  I can’t wait for the baby to be born, no more constant running to the bathroom, no more heartburn and no more backaches.  I’m going to the spa later today to see if that will help some.



After I came home I told Kearney about my visit to the spa that day and of how pretty it looked with all the flowers around it and I wanted later on to plants some flowers in front of the house.


He looked at me and said that’s it, we are going to give the baby a flower name.  I looked at him and asked him, did he have some sort of hidden agenda to destroy his unborn son?   Because naming his son after a flower was a bad as that strange man who gave his son the name of Sue.  I think the thought of being a father has addled his brain.

Kearney got romantic again (that man is a machine!) and we talked some more about names, but still didn't agree on what to name the baby.







I guess I get to do the Scarlet O'Hara line, "I'll think about it tomorrow".  I'll think about a name for the baby tomorrow, after all, I have plenty of time before he is born; it is going to be a boy, not a girl.

[Janna]

Chapter Ten:  The Baby is Coming!

Dear Diary,

I think I am still in shock.  Kearney came home from work, and romanced me again.






Not that it took a lot to get me to be in the mood, but it was what happened later that evening has me still feeling as I fell down a rabbit hole.  No sooner than after I had showered than I was hit with such a pain that I have never had and EVER want to experience again.  Kearney just walked off, as if nothing was happening.  I headed out of the bedroom to yell at him when I was stopped again by the horrible pain, which never seemed to stop. 



Then all of a sudden there was this sparkling glittery glow around me.
 






Then the pain started back up again, and what felt like forever there were more sparkles, glitter and glow and I had a baby in my arms.     






This is who had been kicking me day and night; making me feel as if there was a football team doing jumping jacks inside me.  Then I heard Kearney yell, and at my feet, I don’t know how I missed stepping on that little bundle, was another baby.



We had not one, but two babies, no wonder there was so much activity going on  -- twins.  A boy and a girl; I was in shock but Kearney picked him up, looked at me and shrugged his shoulders, he was a twin after all.  But, I asked him, how are we going to take care of two babies at one time.  They will need to be feed, diapers changed, played with, and two of them, that is double the trouble, but not double the pleasure!  At least not while they are babies!






All Kearney could do, of course, was snuggle with his daughter, who he named Amaryllis, figures. 

Well, my son was not going to be given a name that was obvious a flower name, but I did agree to Byrom, short for Byromy, a name of a flower.







they were hungry, then tired, then of course they needed to have their diapers changed, and next, they wanted some attention.   

The playing with was no trouble at all, fun for all four of us. But dirty diapers.  Ugh!





We desperately needed some help.  How was I going to take care of two babies while he was at work when they both needed attention at the same time?  I didn’t know anything about being a mother, only once or twice have I held a baby.  I feel so lost, but I love my babies, they are so beautiful.  But when they need to be fed, or something else; why couldn't they make it an hour or so apart so I can take care of one then the other one?   No it has to be within just a minute or two, so I have two screaming babies.  By then it was morning, he had to head off to work and I was exhausted.  Giving birth is a lot of hard work!

Byrom was born with the traits of:  Clumsy and Grumpy
Amaryllis was born with the traits of:  Love of Outdoors and Artistic

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I am going to end it here but post right after it about the next step in their lives.  I don't want to take away from the next stage in the twins lives, you will see after I post it. 

[Janna]

Chapter Eleven: Help is on the Way –Not a Moment too Soon!


Dear Diary,
Kearney called and said that a friend would be dropping off the extra crib we needed, his son had outgrown his and said we could have it.

He also said that a social worker would be arriving soon to drop off a little girl.  His brother had stopped by to see him during lunch and he told him of a little girl taken from her family, they ignored her and kept her locked up in the house.  They were trying to find a family to take her in, but most didn’t want a child who would be suffering from teenagitus soon.  He laughed when I said “Huh?”  It was what his mom called the stage of going through puberty. 

He said he couldn’t resist after seeing her photo.  The child needed a family who would want her, who would show her love and care for her.  Who better than someone who had had parents who also, in a different way had me locked up.  And, as a plus, she could be a help.  At least until they could find her a home to stay in permanently, she could live with us.   I was glad to have her come and live with us, even if it will be a short time.  Not just to help with the twins, which I was thrilled to have, but to help another person who had been made a prisoner in her home find freedom. 
She arrived and she is so cute.  And like any kid, after saying hi, she headed off to play with the computer.



 
Kearney came home early and we fixed up a room for her and added another bed for Amaryllis and we took the other room upstairs and made it into a room for Byrom. 





While they were babies and toddlers we would keep them near us in the now too small nursery.  It wouldn’t be long before they outgrew that room through. 


Fiona told us that she liked to paint, so we set up an easel for her on the balcony outside her room.



She was thrilled to have it and couldn’t wait to start painting.  It was late and so she had to come inside. 

She also loved the computer and we decided as a welcome gift to get a larger tv and a gaming system.  And I decided to get a new couch also.  The old was horrible and needed to be replaced.



She is one very happy girl.  We adore her and have let her know we hope that she can stay with us always; that made her smile. 

[Janna]

Chapter Twelve:  The Terrible Twos: Toddlers


Dear Diary,

It has been a crazy day.  Kearney and I are adjusting, somewhat, to the hectic nights of not having any sleep.  Thank God for the dragons.  Without them I don’t think we would have survived and it will be even more of a madhouse when the twins are toddlers, crawling all over the place and getting into who knows what.  Both of us are new to being around babies, toddlers, so we feel so lost.  Fiona has been a blessing to this house, and not just in the help she will be, but in her very own sweet nature. 
Kearney has been working hard and received a promotion and an increase in pay, which is good as the twins are soon to become toddlers and will need more clothes.
 

Dear Diary,

It seems as if it was only yesterday that the twins were born.  The twins woke up in the evening and we went to see what was going on.  Then realized it was time for them to age up. Time has gone by so fast!   Amaryllis of course wanted to go first and twirling around she went all glittery and then Kearney’s little princess was there.






  We almost missed Byrom’s because we were so focused on Amaryllis.  But I did catch a part of his glittering. 




He is so adorable; okay, he didn’t have any hair, but he is still beautiful.   



Kearney, of course, was focused on his daughter, so he missed seeing Byrom aging up.  Amaryllis has taken after her father, she has his skin color and his ears, but Byrom has his eyes, they are a bright green gold color.  I still can’t tell which one of us they look like.   Besides the eyes and skin color, that is. 













We had bought a playpen that has a mirror and an abacus on it and the twins are having fun talking and playing in it. 







First thing we did was potty train them, which the maid liked (NOT) to clean up, I don’t blame her, I don’t like that chore either, nasty!
They also like to play with their toys, pounding away on the xylophone and they get mad when they can’t fit the pegs into the box.  Surprisingly it is Mr. Grumpy (Byrom) who doesn’t lose his temper all that often.  It is Miss Priss who shouts and pounds on the peg box.  It shouldn’t take them long to learn that you can’t put a round pen in a square hole.










They are growing up so fast.  Kearney and I have been teaching Amaryllis and Byrom how to walk and to talk.  The play pen has been a help also in helping them to talk, as they jabber an talk to their reflection.

Amaryllis is definitely Daddy's little girl, he went to check on the mail and she took after him. 

 


I did spend some time teaching her, I didn't leave it all to her daddy,  I took part in teaching her to read.  And he switched to teaching Byrom how to read. 





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I have to stop earlier than I planned, so I will leave this section to add to later this evening.  I have yet to show them being taught how to walk and what happened during the teaching.

I want to also give an update on Fiona, who I have grown quite attached too. 

[Janna]

I had intended to add this part and then on a separate post put in the photos of the twins being taught to walk.  How they were taught was not planned, but I enjoyed seeing it happen and took lots of photos, it is fun to watch them in quick succession, it looks like there is real movement.
Anyhow, here is the small section of Fiona and then the twins as they learn to walk.

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Dear Diary,  Part Two -- Fiona
I don’t want to leave out our sweet Fiona, she has stepped in without our having to ask, giving the twins a bottle when we are busy and can’t be there the minute they start to cry. 








She plays peek-a-boo with them; it is so much fun to watch her with them.

She doesn’t have to, I have told her that several times, but she will clean the house, the toilet, doing dishes and making a bed sometimes.  We have told her why she is here, because we want her.  She is not to be a maid, just to have fun, get an education and when she has time to help out with the twins.  Her studies comes first, then fun and then the twins.  I know it sounds mean, but I hope no one wants her, as we see her as our daughter and it will break our hearts if someone comes to take her away from us.  Kearney has spoken to child services to see if we can adopt her. 

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I thought I had a couple of photos of her doing house work, cleaning toilets and doing dishes, even though they had a maid to do that. 

Here are the photos of the twins learning how to walk. 














 













This continued until they learned how to walk.  I didn't even realized it was happening as I had told one of them (don't remember which one first) to teach the toddler how to walk, then the other parent with the other one.  I took a couple of photos of one then took a couple of the other, then when I pulled back to get a full photo, I saw them both together, had to take photos and watch until the twins learned to walk.

This happened several times, I would tell one to teach one of the twins to read, or potty train then tell the other to do the same; then check and they were both doing it at the same time. 

Any feedback would be appreciated.  I feel as if the story is getting bland, so suggestions would be appreciated on how to improve it.

[Magpie2012]

I'm enjoying this story... It might seem bland to you but the every day little things are what make the reader feel like they really know the characters. You write really well, I can't wait to see what Fiona and the twins get up to in their teens!

[Janna]

Thank you,
I have put this family on hold as I am trying to plan them out, I have a story and a plot that I need to work out, decide if I want to continue with what I had wanted or change it to something else.