"Aw come on!" Ashley griped. "You're teaching him to call your husband Dad. Just because I didn't marry you doesn't make me a bad guy!"
Sonja rolled her eyes. "If you would come over more, maybe he would know you better!"
Ashley stomped his foot. Sonja couldn't help but picture how much like a little boy he still acted. It was like he was perpetually stuck in college!
"You don't make this easy, you know!"
Sonja rocked Alton on her hip. "Maybe we should discuss this later."
"Sure. Fine. Whatever." Ashley pouted. "I've got a game. I'll come see him next weekend."
Taking Alton upstairs, she felt a sharp pain in her side.
"Ugh," she thought as she gripped her stomach.
"Mom! Dad! I need help!" she called down the stairs.
Sonja laid her first born son in her mother's arms. "Meet your grandson, Travis," she said. Then, cuddling her second-born twin, she grinned, "And Travis."
"Maybe we should hold a wake?" he suggested. He hoped it would help her reconnect with old friends and to help her say her final goodbyes.
Hugging Benjamin, she thanked him for giving her time to mourn and promising to be better from here on out.